Tag Archives: Boston

doing it for real

I fantasized all day about a movie I would make, if…  If something.  If I were connected to life, to myself, to this moment.  If I had done the time in the little jobs that the people who make movies … Continue reading →

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a hundred loves

Out of bed.  Considered writing yesterday (like everyday).  In fact, I just remembered that I had actually opened the Movable Type new entry page.  Never stroked a single key, though.  Some more important diversion (which I can’t recall now) distracted … Continue reading →

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Apartheid in the Holy Land

Israel will never get true security and safety through oppressing another people. A true peace can ultimately be built only on justice. Archbishop Desmond Tutu A synopsis of Dr. Tutu’s remarks from his keynote address Occupation is Oppression, given in … Continue reading →

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joe.  (not me.)

Got back from Boston and found a comment from joe.  I thought, either I wrote this and forgot (dementia), or… I couldn’t imagine what else.  Then, two lines in: Ah ha!  And I wanted to faint.  Oooo-wheee, baby.  Joe!  The … Continue reading →

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to do

I have to run.  Laundry.  Bank.  Train to Boston.  And it is snowing.  The forecast says the temperature will continue a gradual decline until it reaches eighteen degrees on Saturday.  Eight-fuckin’-teen!  Winter will be plunging its long icicle-fangs deep into … Continue reading →

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nuts

What am I, fuckin’ nuts!?!  Well, yes.  I am.  This, dearies, is the ugly side of a DSL addiction.  There is no treatment.  If there were, I would not want it since I already know what the treatment is for … Continue reading →

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poztificating

From “pozlife:”  You want it, you sick fucks?  Come and get it. I?ll pound your ass till you bleed and then you can go on your way to infect the world. I?ll see you in hell. Such a marvelous economy … Continue reading →

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