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Thought Crumbs

July 12, 2010

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Letting you all in on a little not-so-secret. I started a blog recently, thought crumbs, that I’ve been keen on keeping on the D.L. until I got into the groove of writing it. I update every day, usually containing stream-of-consciousness spur-of-the-moment rants, brief notes on my personal life, as well as little blurbs and blips […]

Bin On A Bad Day

July 2, 2010

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Bin On A Bad Day Bin Redman, chief elevator inspections supervisor for [agency name withheld], hasn’t had a good day. Four or five conversations lasting more than thirty seconds are the only ones I’ve had with him in the three years we’ve worked in the same building; same department, same division. A good layperson phrase […]

My Day As Typed In One Minute

June 11, 2010

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Wake up. Get dressed and go to work. Late again. Toil, toil, toil til seven—then I see Sam who tells me about her day and we go to see the Two Bees and we have fun bullshitting for hrs. Get home, try to condense my day in under a minute as experiment for my blog. […]

Suburban Exhibitionists (In The Age of Paranoia)

May 31, 2010

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8:30 A.M. Used to be, it was said, a time in which we’d collectively be up and about and drenched in sweat long before that. You’d wake up at four or five in the morning as the cock crows to harvest your day’s meals and your penniless existence. That’s not the case though this 8:30 […]

Recent Happenings And Transgressions

May 10, 2010

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“R.H.A.T.-a-tat-tat” Zig says as he holds his hands up so as to support and fire an imaginary Tommy Gun. He’s high. Everyone in the car is. “And I mean, like… what is the deal with all this oil spill shit?” he says to Zag. “I don’t know, dude,” Zag says. Zag says to me that […]

The Rat Fiends

May 6, 2010

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“Of the animals that move about on the ground, these are unclean for you: the weasel, the rat, any kind of great lizard” ~ Leviticus 11:29 For the past month or so the C.K.R. household has been under the constant threat, surveillance, and invasion of several unwanted visitors. The descendants of the perpetrators of the […]

Diaries of a Displaced, Deranged Dissident

April 28, 2010

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THE FLIGHT OF THE WHITE KITE WAS THE SIGHT OF THE NIGHT IN SPITE OF THE BLIGHT OF HAVING NO LIGHT 12/06/2009— Apparently, our water is killing us now. We are to join Mexico as a statistical pollutant in the realm of H20. In LA, Silver Lake reservoir, the water was filled with black, plastic […]