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secret kings
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cucalambe
chrisafer
dogpoet
brent
salon
jeff
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places to visit:
Center for Theology and Social Analysis
Lynda Barry
astralwerks
Sherman's Lagoon




Another place I write:
Queerday




relevant pasts:
fear of sunrise
manboylove
peaceful
soup
objection
who are you?
birthday
one year










 
If I begin to detail myself here, will you understand?



P. I am me
Q. I don't always know exactly who that is
R. I am Quaker
S. I like words and playing with them
T. I like genmaicha tea
U. I like the word napkin more than most others
V. I spend time walking my neighborhood
W. I cook rice often
X. I sleep well most every night
Y. I eat large amounts of fruit and vegetables
Z. I munch, sleep, write, create, cook, bike, watch, walk, listen, hope, learn, drink, live, breathe, touch, know, question, taste, copy, read, stare, carry, talk, dance, finger, try.





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albums:

Magnetic Fields: 69 Love Songs
Erasure: I Say, I Say, I Say
Depeche Mode: Black Celebration
The Beach Boys: Pet Sounds
Marvin Gaye: What's Going On?
David Bowie: Hunky Dory
George Michael: Listen without Prejudice
George Gershwin: Porgy and Bess
Yo La Tengo: And Then Nothing Turned Itself Inside Out


songs:

Wild is the Wind: Nina Simone
Come Undone: Duran Duran
Rhapsody on a Theme of Paganini: Rachmaninov
My Funny Valentine: Chet Baker
Feeling Yourself Disintegrate: The Flaming Lips
This Must Be the Place: The Talking Heads
Hyperballad: Bjork







many napkins
 
Tuesday, October 15, 2002  
There's a beautiful piece of forever changing art hanging above us. The sun's rays played near the horizon as i ran tonight, flitting through clouds, darkening, coloring, even lightening the sky as they left us. The moon had already risen on the other side of the world, a nice moment of duality combined, reminding us that no matter how often we try to separate the world into halves, the two sides converge on us, meld, one circle crossing the lines of another, creating that unnamed geometric shape, a curvy diamond that nobody really knows what to do with. As usual, i laughed quite a bit during my run, at the sky, at my random thoughts, at my joy in being outside running, at all the cars driving by, at life. Today's the first day in several that I've done anything worth remembering. I've been so dull lately. That sun woke me up though, reminded me to live and to watch. I have more to do with my life than just sleep and eat, fortunately.
9:59 PM

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