February 2012
38 posts
Feb 21st
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Feb 20th
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Feb 19th
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Feb 19th
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Feb 19th
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Feb 18th
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Feb 18th
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Is Edwin McCain still a relevant romance meme?
Do people still remember who Edwin McCain is?
Feb 18th
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carlaworld984 asked: Hey there - cool blog you got going! Hope you don't mind if I use some of your content later down the road, great stuff. New follower, can you please follow me back?
Feb 18th
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Feb 17th
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Anonymous asked: Your day in three words!
Feb 17th
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Feb 16th
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Death of a lovebird, in three acts
Emmylou Harris cried alone beneath still waters, and the morning sky was black as pitch. Ahead of him, the road barely appeared in two dirty, amber circles of light. John Fischer held the wheel loosely with one hand and held a cigarette tightly between the index and middle finger of the other. Ellen was in bed still, wet from love and the warmth of cotton sheets, twenty miles Northwest, while...
Feb 14th
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Feb 14th
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Feb 13th
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Feb 13th
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Feb 13th
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Feb 13th
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Feb 12th
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Feb 12th
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Feb 12th
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Feb 12th
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The sad tale of a wandering drunk in the Pacific...
The stars of Ursa Minor turned across the midnight sky, and—though dimmer, yes—reflected back towards that great, black infinity from a sheet of ice atop the mountain lake. And upon the rocky banks I lingered, with a head full of idle dreamings and a stomach full of whiskey. Dizzy, moonstruck, I watched two sets of stars accompany each other through the night. As the great conifer...
Feb 11th
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Feb 11th
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Feb 10th
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Feb 9th
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Feb 9th
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Feb 9th
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Feb 7th
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Birdsong
We were two birds perched on the edge of civilization; our little legs like stalwart pillars holding us steady as we balanced on criss-crossing wires; beneath our feet pulsed a static feed, and we whistled along to the ceaseless FM radio cacophony that reverberated in our hollow skulls. How curious, this gleaming land: the mad parade of steel and stone, the chaos of the flock of people, who flow...
Feb 7th
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Feb 7th
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palisade asked: I held her braid between my fingers as I pictured us married in 5 years with dead parents, empty pockets and no one to impress.
Feb 7th
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Feb 6th
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Feb 5th
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Why "Phone February"?
Because babies are expensive and film ain’t cheap. So that I can push the boundaries of my own photography and learn to work with the limitations and unique characteristics of the mobile format.
Feb 5th
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Three Goodbyes in the End Times
Goodbye The First: Patience A final sunset kissed the earth goodbye, as it had innumerable times before. Long shadows reached forth from the horizon, taking stock of all that once had stood there: the old mountains, the trees, the herds of roaming beasts, the insufferable empires of Man. Each within its time had come to pass, supplanted by the next step in the Great Cycle of Inevitability, until...
Feb 5th
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Feb 5th
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Little Samantha on the Prairie
Going to dinner with Lara was like eating at the same table as Satan, only if Satan had wonderful well-kept blonde hair and exceptional make-up and just terrific taste in shoes, and everything out of Satan’s mouth was just sunshine and perfection. My older sister was back from some riveting adventure in who-cares-where, and everyone at the table was just captivated by how wonderful her life was. ...
Feb 1st
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January 2012
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Jan 30th
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Jan 29th
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Jan 28th
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Jan 28th
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Jan 26th
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Jan 26th
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Jan 26th
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Jan 26th
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Jan 26th
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Jan 26th
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Jan 25th
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pullmeaway asked: Of the ones you've taken, which photo would be your favorite?
Jan 25th
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