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Neither a tooter of blow nor feng shui devotee, neither a Jimi fanatic nor prisoner of vanity; I see a woman who lives in a house full of mirrors. She's little more than a mystery. That I feel no connection to my reflection is strange enough, but looking at myself look at myself unto infinity is really a bit much. Strangest of all, you could...
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Not far from here, a vigorous one hour hike if you like, there lies a cave with a genuine hermit residing within. He's kind of odd, alien even. Which is saying something, given that my own sensibility is hard for some people to live with. When exploring the high desert alone, you tend not to welcome crossing paths with human beings.

Resembling an older, taller,...
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"Don't know what I want but I know how to get it".


When I was 16 years old, I got busted shoplifting. Did I ever tell about you this? I don't remember. Anyway, I got stupid, careless. The store detective wrote in his report that it appeared I wanted to get caught. The merchandise was a cassette of Highway To Hell by AC/DC, which would...
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Been limping around for two weeks since my catastrophic session at Reed Park Skate Court.
The scar on my temple doesn't look like a railroad track, it's tough-looking yet oddly stylish. There was a time when something like that would have greatly upset me, but I find myself grinning at the sight of it now. I credit the Tao. It could be another week before...
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Hey there!

I found a trombone, minus the sliding tube thing, in a dilapidated hardshell case held together with duct tape, lying in the gravel on the shoulder of a dusty back country road. I whipped it out and held it up to the light, as I am often wont to do when I find shiny golden things in my path.

I didn't get any...
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Quietly and unwittingly, I've become sort of a mascot for the gym I frequent.

I don't bench the most weight or anything. I just sweat, a lot.

I spend about three hours a day at the gym. Which, I'm told, is overdoing it.

I don't do much socializing, yet people tend to want to talk to me. Under any other circumstances women usually ignore...
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I pulled a gray hair out of my ear - which is a rare event, but not wholly unexpected.

I passed my reflection in the window of a parked car on the side of the road. Something stopped me in my tracks. I stepped backward in slow motion. A replay; so I could look at myself again in reverse.

I saw myself levitating inside an Iridescent shell, with fireflies, and... tiny bubbles floating out all around me. Heat shimmered off the surface intensely, giving...
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It's beautiful outside today... business as usual.

Some cattle have wandered onto my property, I might go over and have a chat with them.

Uncle Donkey Kong sits at the kitchen table and lords over the Sunday paper.

He dissects it lazily, perusing the coupons first, then skimming the meaningless tripe in Parade magazine. He could be struggling with the front page while the funnies lie folded somewhere in the middle of the stack all morning, because he refuses to surrender any part of the paper until he reads...
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The name of the place where I go to Tai Chi is called The Circle of Life.

The Circle of Life is a humble outfit, usable floorspace a mere 20'x40'. At The Circle of Life, we do the Swingin' Branches. We do the Archer and the Flick. We even do the Deer. Yes, we do all 16 dances.

Strange, I find myself in auspicious-sounding places...
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My new hobby is going well.

I'm very pleased with the new skateboard. Since this is all new to me, it's fast becoming addictive.

I've fallen down about a hundred times now and I think I'm close to mastering that part.

I'm psyched to begin learning grinds and slides.

I wish I'd gotten into this 25 years ago.