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BURNING dAN brightly embodied that bold beastly bliss sometimes referred to as "the creative spirit." He was my chief collaborator on the foundational incarnations of hitRECord.org over the years ...
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Live from Hawai‘i and Seattle, welcome to the Fireside Chat. Hosted by InkedCanvas and MisterB. We’re the rock’n tattooed duo waiting to prod your hearts and brains… ready to dig up the goldmine of...
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The saga continues.......
Twas a shinybright earthspin, and the upover was a sheeny, cobaltic bluefest. High uptop the bigsmoke, the zeppelin zoo whished through the geogas. It was... |
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We packed our belongings in burlap sacks, We marched onward with no sense of direction, Your deep brown eyes pierced through my skin, You built a home inside ... |
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"Where are we going?" "Flatbush." "No, I mean where are we going, going?" "No. We are not doing this again." "Eve... |
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“So, I got your letter.” “And?” “And I don’t see why you couldn’t just email” “I like to support the pos... |
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There once was an old woman with three little pigs, and as she had not enough to keep them, she sent them out on their merry way.
The first that went off met a man... |
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a little creation myth idea i had about outsiders ___
somewhere, there are shapes |
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“How do you feel?” “Good. A little nervous granted.” “Of course.” “But good. Yeah. I feel ready.” ... |
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Just a quick note from your friendly founder to let you all know what I'm up to these days. All of a sudden, a truly magnificent acting job has come my way. It's going to be one of those ones tha...
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The gray sky wept the last tears of a long bout of crying so that the drops came slow, small and steady. It was awful being soaked through and the red clay of the road co... |
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Hello again...
Well, it’s been a little while. Thanks to everyone who contributed their love and support this last month since dan died. I’m still feeling pretty low these days, but I’... |
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