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Monthly Archives: October 2012
And the one-eyed undertaker, he blows a futile horn
It feels weird to have my innermost dread feel so manifest on Halloween, a day we usually enact symbolically and ritualistically from the safety of so-called normal life by wearing costumes to work or school or the grocery store, dressing … Continue reading
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Well I love potato pie and I love potato puddin’
I walked into the soup kitchen last week to find that I was the only volunteer that day for lunch, and Monica was on vacation. Her substitute, Jordan, runs the teen center. He had two chowders heating in the oven … Continue reading
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Just my imagination once again runnin’ away with me
This morning, just as I was waking up, I dreamed I was cooking a dish that was meant to be a compendium of intense flavors: extremely sour and salty dried Chinese plums, Coca-Cola syrup concentrate from a little keg I … Continue reading
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But there’s booze in the blender and soon it will render that frozen concoction that helps me hang on
When one candidate seems not to want the Presidency and to be unwilling to pretend that he does, and the other wants it so badly, he’ll say anything to get it, it makes for a lopsided, terrible, weird debate. There … Continue reading
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