Monthly Archives: February 2011

Places Worse than Dorris

When I was growing up, my family would often travel north to Oregon to spend a couple weeks there for the summer. The drive was long and arduous, but occasionally scenic, passing through neglected gems like Shasta and the southern … Continue reading

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The Merits of Censorship

Censorship is the enemy of free speech and unrestrained self-expression. But perhaps free speech and lack of restraint can be the enemy of creative expression. If one has no constraints, what motivation does one have to stretch perceivable reality to … Continue reading

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Art and the Artist

From the words of Witold Gombrowicz in “Ferdydurke” – “…part company forever with the word: art, and that other word: artist. Stop wallowing in these words and repeating them with such endless monotony. Isn’t everyone a bit of an artist? Isn’t … Continue reading

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The 2011 Most Unnecessarily Large Freeway Award goes to…

…the Bay Area’s very own: Interstate 280! I-280 has the pleasure of being the main thoroughfare for citizens of bustling metropolises like Woodside and Hillsborough, CA on their commute to either San Francisco or San Jose. That’s right! I-280 connects … Continue reading

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Living Within the Infinite

Humanity exists in the space between the infinitely large and the infinitely small. These are not my words. They are paraphrased from Milan Kundera’s “The Book of Laughter and Forgetting,” in which he paraphrases those words being said by some … Continue reading

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My Demise

It’s always been my fantastical dream to one day own an expansive bird sanctuary somewhere in a remote coastal area, possibly in Northern California, possibly in Oregon, where I would keep and breed large birds like ducks, geese, swans, turkeys, … Continue reading

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Misanthropy, Adventure, and Poop

I went to Westwood today to cash a check and experienced a bout of paranoid misanthropy. I think it had to do with the homeless guy yelling at me from across the street, the other homeless guy mumbling at me … Continue reading

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