Thursday Dec 13, 2007

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Sinus infection, sick, irritable, no motivation but to cast irate glances and summon devious thoughts.
True evil must come from sickness of the mind, influenza of the thoughts.
Perhaps serial killers are born from diseased mucous membranes.
Perhaps madmen derive from the common cold gone awry.

Thursday Dec 13, 2007

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Sinus infection, sick, irritable, no motivation but to cast irate glances and summon devious thoughts.
True evil must be a sickness of the mind.
Perhaps madmen derive from visuses and infections.
Perhaps serial killers are born from diseased mucous membranes.

Sunday Feb 18, 2007

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The sun was reborn in Ocean Beach yesterday.

Downtown, an Indian man crossed my path. He carried a tattered umbrella: a mesh of torn, red plastic clinging to mangled, metallic arms (like the limbs of a squashed spider). I wondered how he was hoping to keep out any rays of sunlight. Or, perhaps, he was just being selective about what rays to let in.

My...
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frost:
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Thursday Feb 08, 2007

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Grim, gray, San Diego sky today, but I love the melancholy of the beach at winter: only the die-hard surfers (a block from the beach, so I should really learn how); the mohawk, squatter kids; and the homeless, old hippies out on Ocean Beach this time of year.

The other day, I watched a man hold a lengthy debate with a palm tree on Sunset...
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drtchock:
I hope the palm tree won.
zizou98:
The sun was reborn in Ocean Beach yesterday.

Downtown, an Indian man crossed my path. He carried a tattered umbrella: a mesh of torn, red plastic clinging to mangled, metallic arms (like the limbs of a squashed spider). I wondered how he was hoping to keep out any rays of sunlight. Or, perhaps, he was just being selective about what rays to let in.

My favorite downtown coffee-shop is gone now. Perhaps we'll have another church of Starbucks or another fast-food shrine or another such block of holy redundancy to dull us all into eternal submission. Perhaps.