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my own ugly duckling story
January 4, 2005
my own ugly duckling story
our apartment turned into an incubator this weekend, lit by several lamps and the lights on the christmas tree. i joke about snuggling up to a fire in the fireplace we don’t have. in reality, the place is warmed by friends.
ideas were hatched.
certain things were realized. certain ambitions. certain talents.
life only [...]
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come here with me:
December 27, 2004
imagination is the key to three things, two of which i have managed to sum up in one word each: 1) humor 2) adventurebut i can’t narrow this down: 3) meaningful connections with my fellow humanswhat?
i mean, without imagination, life is cliche. writing is cliche. art is cliche. all is cliche. you can’t make connections with cliches. you can’t say something [...]
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just another day
December 27, 2004
fellow minnesotan, fly-fisherman and stomper-in-the-woods erich of cached memories, says it better than i could for this christmas:
…Even now as I feel so strange about sitting alone and writing I think back on one of my fondest memories of solitude. As a child I sat in the bottom of the upturned Christmas tree box with [...]
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you couldn’t handle that shit
December 21, 2004
we went and saw george winston at orchestra hall last night. no comment except what katie said: there is no way you could handle that shit on strong acid.
SLATER“Man I ain’t believing that shit about Bonham’s one hour drum solo man. I mean one hour of drums, you couldn’t handle that shit on strong acid [...]
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pondering priests
December 21, 2004
having been raised more or less as an atheist, i’ve somehow developed a fascination with clergy over the past few years. i think the idea of priests and other “men (or women) of the cloth” is a beautiful one: they are essentially professional philosphers, full-time thinkers, and though they practice their profession as part of [...]
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