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Open those doors! [31 Jul 2016|09:01pm]
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dougknight
Free shows. I was going every week. Late 2013 - Early 2014. All these bands with no audience. Enter me and some of the best times of my life. Thanks everybody. I attribute the great times in part to the freezing cold weather. Alot of excitement.
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Under The Aspens [25 Dec 2013|10:55pm]
mitkof
Fred accidentally backed over Merlin, his deaf St. Bernard, with the old army truck. Fred and I skinned him and put his salted skin under the cabin. Five year old Hanna asks if Merlin likes it there now and under the aspens Hanna pays quiet attention as Kathy explains death.
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What The DNA Revealed - A Campfire Story [18 Dec 2013|02:26pm]
mitkof
Six thousand years ago in Europe, the people hunted aurochs at the edge of ancient forests. What they had were stories of helpful plants and fish. Then the farmers they'd heard about walked out of the sunrise, bringing powerful totems and tame animals, walking in numbers too great to resist.
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The Christmas He Was Ten [18 Dec 2013|12:05pm]
mitkof
An older boy invited Jon to see his Christmas gift. He went gladly with his new friend and they laced on boxing gloves. First thing, he hit Jon with a roundhouse right that should have knocked him down. Jon left then, stinging sad, and hasn't wondered since what people are like.
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Moonrise [10 Dec 2013|10:13pm]
mitkof
Her last view of the moon was through binoculars on a tripod in a stubble field. A halo blazed into light at the hill top as the moon sailed up through wind driven madrone boughs. I saw that stream of light rest upon her widening eyes. “It's glittering,” she said.
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Missing Link [04 Jan 2013|11:54pm]
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dynix
Survey complete, Dr Rosetta Liana climbs into the invisible time machine and punches in the return code with shaking hands. Her descendants - hairless, stupid, barely civilised - fill her with horror. A disaster to be averted.

"Hey Al," a tramp gestures frantically to his friend, "look! That weird-looking monkey just vanished!"
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For my friend, E [02 Aug 2012|09:10pm]
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leticiae
"Wow. Richie hit his first home run today. Wasn't that fantastic?" I sigh as I roll over in bed. Your cold pillow, though, offers no response.

Tears burn my eyes as an empty reality surfaces.

Four years since your death and I keep forgetting. Remembering.

"Goodnight, Richard," I softly sigh.
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"quiet fire" [09 Mar 2012|01:26am]
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zombiedisco101
So it's raining. I'm a boy waiting for a cab. There's a girl who makes my heart dance, waiting next to me.

"You're beautiful," I say.

"You're wrong," she answers and rides off.

Later, alone in bed, I play it back. I'm not wrong. She's quiet fire to the dream.

20120309 01:14 Fri (50 words)
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I'm A Nerd [08 Mar 2012|07:10pm]
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annabellee
I’m waiting for a cab. It’s raining. He’s a stranger who makes my heart skip. He tells me I look like a nerd. I tell him he’s wrong. The cab comes and we don't exchange information. On the ride home I realize that he was right.
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"stickers on our bumper - arms are for hugging" [08 Mar 2012|01:48pm]
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zombiedisco101
(from our comment to a charloft post about a weapon of choice being the book "The Art of Negotiating")

"Arms Are For Hugging" -- a bumper sticker we saw several years ago in a junkyard, on the rear-end panel of a '60s VW van, leaned against a rusting-stack of other junk. It was like seeing a clear picture of where and when the h. sapes evolution choo-choo went off track.

20120308 13:40 Thu (50 words)
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I did a 50-word story each day in November in lieu of NaNoWriMo. Except, I didn't actually finish.. [07 Dec 2011|10:11pm]
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begintohope
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Working from home brings plenty of luxury but little motivation. I roll out of bed at noon and sluggishly slither to my computer, where social media websites interest me more than work. Coffee shops, with their atmosphere of occupiedness, help - but really, what I need is a looming boss.

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Listening to Christmas music on the second day of November. Getting absorbed in sleigh bells and snowfalls, auditorily if not realistically. There is something comforting about how traditional these songs are: heavy, jazzy, and full of entrenched patterns. I feel hopeful at the coda, satisfied at the end. Happy "holidays."

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Go to your room! [03 Dec 2011|06:23pm]
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symmetrian
You are grounded, you hear me? Two weeks, no television, video games, or cell phone. I don't want to catch you on the Facebook or your Yahoos chatting with your friends. School, homework, dinner, bed. That's your new life, son. Next time, maybe you'll think twice before murdering your stepmother.
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"economic insanity - question 27" [25 Nov 2011|07:52pm]
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zombiedisco101
27. Which came first: a) the death of the goose that laid the golden egg, b) the death of the golden egg, c) the death of the golden egg futures markets, d) all the above, e) none of the above since "death" is just a natural part of market fluctuation?

20111125 14:40 Fri (50 words)
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"zelman the forgettable" [29 Sep 2011|04:24pm]
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zombiedisco101
Originally cast as the transgender boat mechanic in Loplelard's 1927 film "Hoople Troop in C," Zelman (his only name since birth) left Hollywood for Paris, Oklahoma in 1928, a town he started with three other out-of-work actors and a gas station attendant, Snooty Hood, they picked up along the way.

20110929 12:15 Thu (50 words)
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Platform D [26 Sep 2011|10:40pm]
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symmetrian
She looked up into the rain to hide her tears. The street lights were streaked with it like the grain in old film.

She said it wasn't over, but it was. We had read that book together, dog-eared its pages, and thumbed the edges dull.

The coming train drowned my goodbyes.
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"bad news floor show" [24 Aug 2011|05:37am]
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zombiedisco101
She sweeps in like a wrapper from a Dove bar, windblown, floating, and scans the room for something that hadn't realized it was dying for her hunger.

"Hello."

She settles at your table, vanilla smile as white as sugar on a snowy pond.

"Buy me coffee and a moofin, pa-leeze?"

20110824 01:28 Wed (50 words)
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"seeing-thinking naked in the world" [28 Jun 2011|02:34pm]
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zombiedisco101
She's online a lot more than she should be. She knows that, and understands in "real life" we talk, and think, and act in social code -- the common-understand that gives definition to our lives.

Still, she likes the feeling of "uncommon" on the web -- of seeing-thinking naked in the world.

20110628 10:00 Tue (50 words)
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sportscaster [14 Jun 2011|10:59am]
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tigerbaxter
the draggled mattress hermetically sealed his pulchritudinous face from my prying eyes. "'d never fuck aw'one like this." i'd reanimate the sportscaster after i pulled back the mattress, swatted away spectral dry-ice-steam, braced my leather-booted toes against the tub, returned his HardRockCafe t-shirt, and tongued his empty eye-socket.
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[07 May 2011|08:25pm]
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mieliefish
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They had a huge fight in the car , screaming at each other as if there was no tomorrow . Moments passed so fast they did not see they are in the wrong lane on the highway , nor did they see the car ,it smashed into them , if only they did not fight .

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"life passing on a wall, 03 - the still life of arousal" [07 May 2011|11:59am]
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zombiedisco101
They're on the boat, on their backs, lying side-by-side, in the middle of the quiet lake. It's 3:00 a.m. and everything's dead still.

Jules turns her head to Boy. "Wanna get off?"

"Sure," he smiles and turns his head to her; as they watch, and slowly fondle and caress themselves.

20110507 11:31 Sat (50 words)
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