Showing posts with label history. Show all posts
Showing posts with label history. Show all posts
Friday, May 9, 2008

Day Eleven: Motorcycles

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(Because tonight I rode in a tank top and jeans in a no-helmet state, legs wrapped around the driver (no pegs), arms wrapped around him, spe...
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Thursday, May 1, 2008

Day Eight: Better Stories

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At the gym, in a moment between sets, Power Girl notices my elbow. “You have a bump – do I have that bump?” I hold my elbows side by side to...
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Tuesday, March 4, 2008

Bits and Pieces

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Gentle Readers - I am so darn cold...I'm in a geographical location right now that just involves being cold all the time, and it's s...
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Friday, November 23, 2007

Merry Christmas!

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Ahh, Gentle Readers, you suspect that Mandy has, in the post-prandial haze of the Big Day, gotten lost in the calendar. True, there was a lo...
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Sunday, November 4, 2007

Mandy's Mailbag

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----------------- Original Message ----------------- From: Zurich Date: 02/11/2007 I've had a beer. Im at [place I work]. Just saw your ...
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Thursday, July 19, 2007

Rape Fantasies

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Jeans, work boots, stubble. I’m naked. I’m on a pool table. Green felt rubbing my knees raw, unflattering fluorescent tubes in the over-tabl...
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Tuesday, April 17, 2007

Gala

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(since Beautiful Girl has been visiting lately...) This is the Hallucinogenic Toreador, which means, the bullfighter that you see in your im...
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Wednesday, April 4, 2007

History: Marlene on the Wall

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Marlene watches from the wall Her mocking smile says it all As she records the rise and fall Of every soldier passing But the only soldier n...
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Tuesday, March 27, 2007

What I Like About You

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The best kind of money is money I made myself, on my own time, that doesn’t count. It’s not for the house or the groceries or the bills, it’...
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Monday, March 26, 2007

History: Famous

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“So what do you do?” I ask, because he already knows what I do, we’re at my work. “I’m a musician,” he says, and we both know that’s not all...
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