smokin crack and takin names
People, I want you to put down your crack pipes, dust off your shoes, and smell the linoleum.
Then stand up and look outside.
The world is a beautiful, fragile and resilient place.
Don't just stand there puffin on a baby-food jar with your thumb in your ass.
For pete's sake what a waste of time.
There are my feelings...
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People, I want you to put down your crack pipes, dust off your shoes, and smell the linoleum.
Then stand up and look outside.
The world is a beautiful, fragile and resilient place.
Don't just stand there puffin on a baby-food jar with your thumb in your ass.
For pete's sake what a waste of time.
There are my feelings...
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The reading was good.
All the girls I am in love with were there. The ones who live in sacramento, anyway.
Some of them pointed me out in front of everyone as having inspired them to do certain things.
It was lovely. A love-fest.
I wish you all could have been there.
All the girls I am in love with were there. The ones who live in sacramento, anyway.
Some of them pointed me out in front of everyone as having inspired them to do certain things.
It was lovely. A love-fest.
I wish you all could have been there.
aeryn:
Really- which letter? I named her that because when I was pregnant with her I, we found out my father had terminal cancer. It reminded me of Elysian Fields...well and I loved the name.
AHH a love fest! Fabulous- you deserve one!
AHH a love fest! Fabulous- you deserve one!
johnsonboy:
Lug box
Say these mangoes are the body
that is so intricate when kissed,
and that these cherries are the
remainders of old love
waiting. The flesh warms you,
the stones pass. Say these pears
are what your lover holds
trying to follow.
In their soft shoulders,
in their juice,
wherever you just were.
Say this crate of melons
represents the risk of breakage
indicated by crisp
openings, exposure
and leakage. Damp flesh
trickling into the hands.
Think of these apples at their best.
As though you were eating one.
The spring rain
vivid on your tongue.
Say these mangoes are the body
that is so intricate when kissed,
and that these cherries are the
remainders of old love
waiting. The flesh warms you,
the stones pass. Say these pears
are what your lover holds
trying to follow.
In their soft shoulders,
in their juice,
wherever you just were.
Say this crate of melons
represents the risk of breakage
indicated by crisp
openings, exposure
and leakage. Damp flesh
trickling into the hands.
Think of these apples at their best.
As though you were eating one.
The spring rain
vivid on your tongue.
This is actually a column I wrote for the school paper.
It may be amusing to some. I wonder how different you find the style it's written in from the voice in these postings.
Snipe Hunting.
For me it was an uncle. Not exactly a kindly uncle, but the kind who would share an Olympia beer with a teen nephew of slightly less than legal...
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It may be amusing to some. I wonder how different you find the style it's written in from the voice in these postings.
Snipe Hunting.
For me it was an uncle. Not exactly a kindly uncle, but the kind who would share an Olympia beer with a teen nephew of slightly less than legal...
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candycox:
So are you saying "all in moderation"?
I definitely have impulse control issues lately. Being irresponsible, too self-indulgent, not enough consideration for others. Just things that I've realized personally about myself. I know I shouldn't just jump from one extreme to another - from only pleasing myself to only pleasing others... I know that there needs to be a "middle ground" somewhere.
I've just realized that I've started to become someone who I don't like... let alone recognize. I'm trying very hard to "improve" myself so maybe one day I'll have peace within - REAL peace - and not feel so lost.
I'm just trying to piece my broken self back together... hopefully into someone brighter and more beautiful and more compassionate and more giving...
xoxo, CC
I definitely have impulse control issues lately. Being irresponsible, too self-indulgent, not enough consideration for others. Just things that I've realized personally about myself. I know I shouldn't just jump from one extreme to another - from only pleasing myself to only pleasing others... I know that there needs to be a "middle ground" somewhere.
I've just realized that I've started to become someone who I don't like... let alone recognize. I'm trying very hard to "improve" myself so maybe one day I'll have peace within - REAL peace - and not feel so lost.
I'm just trying to piece my broken self back together... hopefully into someone brighter and more beautiful and more compassionate and more giving...
xoxo, CC
Instead of writng my column, I'm hanging out in cafes cruising the internet.
It's a little hard to concentrate because I'm into one of those phases when I feel like life is a little too good to be true.
I tried getting stoned early in the day to calm down but that just made me feel better.
It's a kind of indirect euphoria but a...
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It's a little hard to concentrate because I'm into one of those phases when I feel like life is a little too good to be true.
I tried getting stoned early in the day to calm down but that just made me feel better.
It's a kind of indirect euphoria but a...
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Actually, the best way to check ot my art now is to click this:
http://crawdad.deviantart.com/
I have a bout 50 pictures in my gallery there.
In other news, it looks as if I have not one but two secret admirers. This doesn't account for the Russian girl who's been e-mailing me.But she's not very secretive about it.
Tuxedo time: saturday night.
http://crawdad.deviantart.com/
I have a bout 50 pictures in my gallery there.
In other news, it looks as if I have not one but two secret admirers. This doesn't account for the Russian girl who's been e-mailing me.But she's not very secretive about it.
Tuxedo time: saturday night.
aeryn:
ahem make that 3 or is 4 including the the Russian girl...
candycox:
I checked out your DeviantArt gallery. You have some lovely,insightful poetry in there and a beautiful collection of photos. I especially like your poem "Another word for Green." Just perfect. 
Keep on writing, and thanks for sharing your heart with us.
xoxo, CC
[Edited on May 05, 2005 8:25AM]
Keep on writing, and thanks for sharing your heart with us.
xoxo, CC
[Edited on May 05, 2005 8:25AM]
It's raining right now, enough to stop a ball game but not enough to stop progress. Nor will it have much effect on anything except to benefit the crops on the fields extending to infinity in every direction. I've read somewhere recently that 75% of the earth is under cultivation. Somehow thinking of figures like that spoils the idea I have in my head of...
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The Worst Day Fishing is Better Than The Most Mediocre Day Sitting Around Doing Nothing
Today as I was walking to the newspaper office at school, I heard my name from down the hall. It was one of the teachers, talking to someone from the administration.
They were happy, so I went in to find out what was going on. A few weeks ago, the...
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Today as I was walking to the newspaper office at school, I heard my name from down the hall. It was one of the teachers, talking to someone from the administration.
They were happy, so I went in to find out what was going on. A few weeks ago, the...
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aeryn:
OOOO...how romantic!!! Better than real roses!
lolablu:
oooh! Secret admirer!
I just love everybody today. That's all.
So now I'm fitted for the tuxedo.
that should be fun.
Whenever I get my hair cut, people act like I'm walking around naked. I don't get it. maybe it's the long periods of time that expire between trims that causes such a reaction.
it wasn't just a haircut, though. I went for the whole salon experience. I guess my hair looks ok, I can't...
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that should be fun.
Whenever I get my hair cut, people act like I'm walking around naked. I don't get it. maybe it's the long periods of time that expire between trims that causes such a reaction.
it wasn't just a haircut, though. I went for the whole salon experience. I guess my hair looks ok, I can't...
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Okay, now I understand how to show you one of my daughter's poems:
http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/15535886/
I must admit that I am a codger. The rumors are all true. And it is funny, now that I think about it, that my rather posibly even slightly perverted desire to look at naked girls should lead me to be writing notes to strippers and the like and chit-chatting about...
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http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/15535886/
I must admit that I am a codger. The rumors are all true. And it is funny, now that I think about it, that my rather posibly even slightly perverted desire to look at naked girls should lead me to be writing notes to strippers and the like and chit-chatting about...
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candycox:
I love your daughter's poem! Very talented. 
I'm somewhat of an exhibitionist, so it's doesn't bother me that some random people are probably reading my journal... go ahead, my life is an open book I say! I love SG, it's like a second home to me.
xoxo, CC
I'm somewhat of an exhibitionist, so it's doesn't bother me that some random people are probably reading my journal... go ahead, my life is an open book I say! I love SG, it's like a second home to me.
xoxo, CC
suzy_kabloozy:
I started out just trying to get pictures of naked chicks. It was just sorta for a little porn swap that I used to do with a co-worker by IM. Then he left and I started sorta venting here, thinking I was invisible. People started to talk to me and tell me it wasn't so bad. Then I realized I was affecting others negatively, so I purposed to tell what was good about my life. And you know something, I enjoy my life so much more now that I have to concentrate on what is good about it. In a way, this place sorta changed my life ... and I found a boyfriend here. Not a bad deal for $50 or whatever it is AND YOU STILL GET NAKED CHICKS! 
http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/17827306/
aha!
Today is the day I have to go get fitted for the Tuxedo I have to wear next saturday. Got my unruly mop of hair trimmed yesterday.
aha!
Today is the day I have to go get fitted for the Tuxedo I have to wear next saturday. Got my unruly mop of hair trimmed yesterday.
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I would like to live and write in San Francisco someday.
If you could give me the names, maybe addresses, of those presses, I would have your name tattooed on my forehead.
Florida is not really the place for artistic ventures and support... I should head west
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If you could give me the names, maybe addresses, of those presses, I would have your name tattooed on my forehead.
Florida is not really the place for artistic ventures and support... I should head west
xip
xip:
I could never remove a body part...too fuckin vain
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Today I was given copies of two of my books, old ones, neither of which I had seen in some time. Ther are just small-press chapbooks, nothing to get excited about, but it's great for me because I got a chance to look at what I was writing in my 20s, and what people were willing to put into print for me.
It was nice...
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suzy_kabloozy:
I don't have published writing ... well, except for a couple inane press releases about products no one cared about ... so when I discover something old and creative that I have done, I am often stunned at how good/bad/different my mindset actually was at that point in life. Then everything goes all wavy like a flashback on a silly sitcom. Man, I'm vain!