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"And I am a writer, writer of fictions / I am the heart that you call home / And I've written pages upon pages / trying to rid you from my bones..." -- "The Engine Driver" by The Decemberists
About Me
- Dave
- A recovering "slacker lit-geek," now trying to make good on all that untapped potential he kept hearing about.
friends who care for me
in beds in little rooms
bones beneath my skin
beneath the dust and love
ain't this position familiar
it's 4:30 a.m. on a tuesday
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- God shed His grace on thee.
- Runs around in underwear.
- "Write that down, it's gonna be a thing."
- Shake your head, say "nah."
- Save Screech's House!
- Happy Birthday, Lloyd Dobler!
- "day without roses"
- My new favorite online video.
- Superman Gut-Reaction Review (No Spoilers)
- It's not as cool as the Cool Ten...
- Required Listening.
- My hips don't lie.
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- Brief Text-based Interlude
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- "Now it's time for 'so long'..."
- Curious.
- "Baby, can you dig your man?"
- PBB Book Review: "House" by Frank Peretti and Ted...
- The PBB Cool Ten (6/4-6/10)
- "All things go, all things go."
- Internal Medicine.
- Well... (UPDATED)
- What I'm Learning: People
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