June 2012
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more thoughts on death and dying and owls. see...
I live in a very nice neighborhood in Oakland, California. It’s in close proximity to not one but TWO specialty sandwich shops, one specializing exclusively in fried chicken sandwiches. There’s an ice cream shop two blocks away that charges 5 dollars for a scoop of Kiwi-Hazelnut-Truffel Oil-Emu Fart gelato. I also live right next to a Children’s Hospital.
Almost every day helicopters...
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I wrote this thing about death really late last...
As I write this I am just realizing now how much of a bummer it’s going to be. I’m writing about Death. The finale. The end. El fin. Das it. The Big Sleep. The Big Chill. Jeff Goldblum. I mean, I’m about to spend a lot of my free time (just time, really) writing about something I know nothing about but think about almost every minute of every day. Well, that’s not...
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Just added an "ART" page to the ol tumblr. Check... →
