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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







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Tuesday, April 22, 2003  
Iraq is one large unexploded ordinance. literally. here's a story: "He was playing with four other children when his mother, Mona, heard the blast and rushed out to find the children, all under the age of 6, bleeding from head, hand and arm wounds. She said one of the children told her that Ali's 3-year-old cousin, Hassan Ali Hussein, had just picked up something shiny off the ground.
As she spoke, Ali, naked except for a diaper and partially covered with a flowered sheet, wailed through the heavy bandages that swathed most of his head. His mother made a gesture as if to pluck out her own eyes, which were swollen with weeping.
'I would take them and give them to my son,' she said in a grief-hoarsened voice. 'Take my eyes, take them! Who can watch their child like this, and live?'"
But figuratively, Iraq could still explode any minute. in conflicts between the different ethnic groups, in conflict between arabs and americans, in conflict with other countries around it, like Iran and Syria. this is the american legacy so far. is there anything we can do to help? especially those of us who demonstrated against the war, how do we now continue our support for the iraqi people, when our government has hurt them so badly?

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