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Dane

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Favorite Quotes

“There is no way to peace, peace is the way”
-A.J. Muste

"Someone has to take the fall, why not me"
- Michael Stipe

“There's not a line that goes here that rhymes with anything”
-David Lowery (Camper Van Beethoven)

"I want to party on your pussy, baby"
-Anthony Keidis (Red Hot Chili Peppers)

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Location
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Card Sharked by the Garbage
(Fictionalized account from an old journal entry dated June 15, 2004, the summer I spent renovating my sister’s ski house in Vermont.)

I had already spent half the day cleaning up shredded trash and garbage that bears had scattered in and around the property from one end to the other. The previous owners, when they had moved out of the house, had left four plastic garbage cans filled with trash sitting next to the front step for the bears to have their way with. When I finally got to th... read more
Fri, June 6, 2008 - 10:38 PM permalink - 0 comments
 
American Dream (original poem)
If I could simply save the world
with an ice cream flavor
I would become
its liberator

Something smooth and nifty like
'die white chocolate yuppie scum banana' or
'save the blueberry whale sorbet and cream'
something just right for an American dream
Thu, June 5, 2008 - 4:54 PM permalink - 0 comments
 
Congratulations, You May Already Be A Winner (original poem)
The good news is there is hope for us all—
Each of us willing to toe the line,
Speak the gospel, hunker to the grind
And muster a fistful of coin
Or half an act of Sunday faith—
That each of us may someday own
The mansion on the hill,
The thousand green acres and seven car garage.

Observance will begin the usual ways—
Closing the eyes, bending
The knee, bowing the head,
Clicking the heels three times,
Spitting on a slice of bread—
So that paradise may spread before us,
A raw s... read more
Thu, June 5, 2008 - 12:40 PM permalink - 0 comments
 
Smoldering Embers
There are times, like now, when I feel so disconnected, so strapped and embittered by hollow and mundane circumstances weighing me down, utterly empty of the fire of passionate experience. Stewing at ninety eight degrees Fahrenheit, just enough lackluster warmth to maintain the core body temperature of quiet desperation, I’ve all but forgotten what it’s like to burn bright. I know this exile is temporary, that it will pass.

But what a stark contrast between now and the memory of that mo... read more
Thu, June 5, 2008 - 11:50 AM permalink - 1 comment
 
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