joined on 09/11/04
last updated 09/04/07
July 4, 2009
flack doesn't do Testimonials!
If he did...you would be reading this.
But know this!
Reading back, Thread after Thread, comment and post, On line or on the Playa.
This fine man can cut through the hart of any bullshit post/thread/truth and cut to the quick.
Personally...I HATE people smarter than me!!!
flackmaster...I've gotta give him a pass.
*salutes*
KK
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Running From Your Past
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High school reunions are a universal fear right up there with public speaking, the dark spaces under beds and health care socialism. We’re all worried about looking fatter, balder and less successful than everyone else. There is also the fear...
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Death to Extremists!
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High on the list of things we should probably stop saying is “every life is sacred.” Similar to “clean coal” and “easy weight loss” it is something that has no address on Reality Street.
If we really believed every life was sacred, the nationa...
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Pregnant Pause
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I’m getting to be like one of those Far Side dog cartoons: All I hear is blah, blah, blah, solar panels, blah, blah, blah conserve, blah, blah, blah, plug-in hybrid, blah, blah, blah -- every time I hear someone talk about our carbon footprints ...
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Money for Nothin' Chicks No Longer Free
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We cannot be trusted with our own money. Someone should give us an allowance and ask for receipts. Not the government but rather someone who is used to living on a budget; perhaps a single mother. Maybe in a few decades if we prove we can act res...
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I Must Confess
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I admit it; I want to be famous. I want to be in the news. I want to be in blogs. I want Jay Leno, David Letterman and John Steward to all start their show with jokes about me. I want people to wonder what that rich, eccentric nut case is up ...
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High school reunions are a universal fear right up there with public speaking, the dark spaces under beds and health care socialism. We’re all worried about looking fatter, balder and less successful than everyone else. There is also the fear that you were so completely unmemorable that nobody will even notice that you are fatter, balder and less successful than your former self. Multiply those fears by 10 for sports reunions and another 10 for distance running sports reunions.
The ...
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Tue, August 18, 2009 - 6:25 PM
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High on the list of things we should probably stop saying is “every life is sacred.” Similar to “clean coal” and “easy weight loss” it is something that has no address on Reality Street.
If we really believed every life was sacred, the national speed limit would be 25 and cars would not just contain air bags, they would become an air bag upon collision and just gently bounce around in traffic. We would completely ban cigarettes, obese people would go into lock down until they reached a he...
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I’m getting to be like one of those Far Side dog cartoons: All I hear is blah, blah, blah, solar panels, blah, blah, blah conserve, blah, blah, blah, plug-in hybrid, blah, blah, blah -- every time I hear someone talk about our carbon footprints and our future here on Terra Madre. My ears might prick up a little if, amidst all the blah, blah, blah, someone mentioned idea of fewer footprints.
I know “population control” is off putting so maybe just call it a pregnant pause, a cessation of...
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We cannot be trusted with our own money. Someone should give us an allowance and ask for receipts. Not the government but rather someone who is used to living on a budget; perhaps a single mother. Maybe in a few decades if we prove we can act responsibly, we can go back to the free market system.
Giving us responsibility for our own money was like giving teenagers cell phones with unlimited minutes, photos and texting; we were so, so surprised that they used their new devices to text fli...
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I admit it; I want to be famous. I want to be in the news. I want to be in blogs. I want Jay Leno, David Letterman and John Steward to all start their show with jokes about me. I want people to wonder what that rich, eccentric nut case is up to every day. To that end, I thought it was time to start confessing.
There was a time in 2002 when I was trying to take my writing to the next level when I took performance-enhancing drugs. I got involved with a writing instructor who told me ...
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Wed, February 18, 2009 - 7:01 PM
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