On Your Daily Primer on the "Middle East"
I hope you really will do this daily. It is exactly what I need. I am one of the overwhelmed people!
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On Zombie Cathy, Episode One
A gal can be proud of being undead. Single and overweight, no. But Undead!
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On "RoboEarth": An Internet for Robots :(
Pages and pages of LOL Humans and the haunting sound of mechanical laughter.
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On Bears Separated By A Common Language
I have not recovered from the photos a while back of those bears that lost all their fur. The horrible knowledge that bears are not cute, but are actually wolverine weasels who dress in cute suits. I can't un-know it. Cast from the garden, etc.
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On Playmobil Joy Division, "Transmission"
And my tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow. I have nothing clever to say. I just adore this.
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On ChicLeaks: The Wikileaks Fashion Cables
Felt is even more filling when dipped in diet champagne before being swallowed.
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On It's Sunny And Dry This Morning! (J/K)
Padded hip underwear.
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On Why Minnesota Mothers Are Doing Pretty Good
I've heard all the children there are above average.
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On Cartoon Sad, True
Sometimes I miss the internet that I had growing up... it was like a big building made of wood and bricks filled with things made of paper and everyone used to go there and talk to a lady at a desk and she'd tell us to go look in the drawers with more paper in them. And sometimes it was more like talking into a tin can on a string tied to a friend's tin can. The internet of the 70s/80s.
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On Fall: Feel It!
September
Tonight there must be people who are getting what they want.
I let my oars fall into the water.
Good for them. Good for them, getting what they want.
The night is so still that I forget to breathe.
The dark air is getting colder. Birds are leaving.
Tonight there are people getting just what they need.
The air is so still that it seems to stop my heart.
I remember you in a black and white photograph
taken this time of some year. You were leaning against
a half-shed tree, standing in the leaves the tree had lost.
When I finally exhale it takes forever to be over.
Tonight, there are people who are so happy,
that they have forgotten to worry about tomorrow.
Somewhere, people have entirely forgotten about tomorrow.
My hand trails in the water.
I should not have dropped those oars. Such a soft wind.
Jennifer Michael Hecht