Category: Notes To Self
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Cool Names for Folks in the MOVIE
FYI, you very few fans. We are making a movie After What Is Erotic Documentary. Ideas welcome HERE. WORDS WITH FRIENDS, a great source of WORDS Arturis (is not a word), writes like a hero Dixits (a statement) witty and pretty Mortimer (always shows up at an awkward or bad time) Related articles 6 great…
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Cactus Dick Ride
Every time I gnash my teeth I remember Cactus Dick. He went crazy on me in the scorching hot parking lot on the American side of the Mexico border. I learned alot that day about anger management, and the wiles of a desperate coyote who is in pain and afraid of losing the woman he…
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Black Water Dragon, but first, the History of PEACE
NOTES TO SELF This post is very rough. Just gathering some ideas for a future theatrical project. But, read on if you are interested in some factoids about time. Western Time Origin Story In my study of time and time travel, today I am collecting information from the east and from the west. First, in…
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Sunset Mist Memorials
At 4:20 this morning I am missing my mom and my sisters. Our family Christmas eve dinner and phone calls whisked by too fast, and our annual McNamee Girls shopping trip to the city was also over too soon. Pictures flash through my mind’s eye; Maureen with a big bag of recently discovered extra presents…
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Do You Want to Live Forever? Really?
In a world where no one ever dies, what gives life purpose? In the Maze Game, Diana Slattery has created an amazing work of science fiction that probes certain questions of the future in a way that is unfamiliar, disturbing, beautiful and cruelly savage. Think “All that Jazz” meets “Tron” with Captain Jack Barishnokov and the…
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Harmony in June
It’s a gorgeous Sunday, the last day of the Harmony Festival. Allan is thinking of going without me. He thinks sitting in front of computers like we do everyday is a bad idea this Sunday. He longs for a quality connection with friends he might only see once a year at Harmony. Celeste is dancing…
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Whirlwind Wheel of Fortune
The circle of thoughts that fill my head each day as I rejoin the waking world could all join hands and circle the world and the moon nine times, so of course I can only capture a very few of them here in the first light of morning. Yet I want to remember, so I…
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Hack, the first to go, as far as I know. In memory.
Death of a friend is always sad news. Maybe a little more remote after such a long time, but it does give me a chance to reminisce. Such kids we were then. I still feel like the same person who walked or rode bikes past Hack’s house to school, and hung out during some of…
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