Wednesday, November 28, 2012
A dark and shameful secret
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Readers (or should I say reader): I have kept this from you for lo these many, well, fifteen minutes or so. Let me tell you what hap...
Friday, November 23, 2012
Whatever became of the wildwood flower?
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In one of his most compelling songs, Gates of Eden, Bob Dylan wrote: "At dawn my lover comes to me/and/tells me of her dreams/with...
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Tuesday, November 20, 2012
I hate clowns
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I hate clowns, I hate clowns, I truly hate clowns, They always depress me and drag my soul down. When somebody...
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Monday, November 19, 2012
The pills I took were a bad idea
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What are the roots that clutch, what branches grow Out of this stony rubbish? Son of man, You cannot say, or guess, for you know o...
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Sunday, November 18, 2012
Happy-face Nipples: or, how Helen Hunt's forehead died
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I'll watch just about anything with Helen Hunt in it (or so I've thought up to now), and I haven't seen her in a movie in...
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