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Chickenhead
Dear Chickenhead, this blog is about balance--as the writer knows, and the writer knows that for some people, writing is about survival--as do chickens, briefly, under the head of the axe. But the writer also knows about honesty, honor, and trying to get those words down just as things happened. You don't just pull good prose out of your hat. The Chinese gentleman probably manifested as a condensation of gringo's thoughts about the Tao, and the thread a few days ago. All-knowing, he's got it "in the bag." Gringo's brain is located just under his skullcap, upon which the chicken-filled bag balances. It is interesting that at first, the chicken is uncloaked, then it is cloaked--in a black bag--the unconscious? The unknown? The bag theme continues with Juan and Anna packing their final bags, and leaving their childhood home. Gringo's had enough worry with Juan in far-off lands, and whither dear Anna? She is almost of age, and will have to work on her own balancing-act in this world. Gringo can't control all things, but when he peers at his monitor, wonderfully balanced prose still dances forth. He's got this one in the bag, and to this, SD doffs her ridiculous hat :)— September 25, 2009 10:32 p.m.
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re: #24: Huh? Wait. Don't even try to explain whatever fiction you're working on--post some blog about me if you really need to get more something out of your system, Josh. To quote you, I find your continued vitriol "just odd." I'm relieved you gave up harassing me on private email--keep up the good work there. I'll say this: I have no "man" problems, visit few Web sites, have no other online handles, and have asked about "who's who" a total of three or four times on this site (count those posts, all recent, if you have an extra minute). Much of the latter concerns a harmless and private joke with a couple of people--and like my dating life--none of your bees wax unless I blog about it. If I wished to blow a couple of aliases out of the water, I certainly could, but I do not wish to hurt anyone--believe it or not--including you, JB :) Btw, all on the question about fiction: I don't think there is anything wrong with Mindy writing fictive pieces. Mindy's style is also a lot more tongue-in-cheek than some bloggers note. People yearn for some 'truth,' but the desire for quick and easy entertainment is stronger. She knows this, and has made the most of it. Good for her. Pike is right when he says that the line between fiction and non- is questionable at best. The only quibble I'd have is his historical marker and the direction of his timeline. We can take that up on his blog if he likes :) Gringo is also right--his genre is different, and he is a straight-up straight shooter. Viva la difference! Three rules, in my humble opinion, a writer should observe: 1. If you play fast and loose with 'truth' and fiction, and it concerns private or public figures, do not slander them. 2. If you are a journalist, observe #1, and get your facts in order before you write--or make it very clear that you are just high, and do not know what you are talking about. 3. If #2 applies to you, keep off the record anything you agreed to keep off the record. Don't be a sleazeball.— September 25, 2009 7:58 p.m.
Home Is Where Cheap Rent Is
I am hungry for some word salad, with guajillo sauce.— September 25, 2009 3:25 p.m.
None
Yes, I think mouthing obscenity, to be really accurate about Ms. Houston's issues, has been about mouthing the crackpipe and her obligingly mouthy husband. You should see the show; they are both strung out all the time. All they do is take their kids to Dave & Buster's for nutritious meals and games, and burst into inappropriate, offkey song anywhere. It's mutha-effin' fork, mutha-effin' camera, mutha-effin' kids...etc. etc. etc. My favorite episode is where a bikini-clad fan comes up and taunts Houston, saying she wants a picture with her, if not, her husband Bobby wants a pic with her, and is she jealous of her body. I wish I could have heard the string of obscenities coming out of Whitney's mouth then--they bleep them on tv. Trust me, she curses readily, lustily, and totally believably :)— September 25, 2009 1:48 p.m.
Pandamonium
the "Pandemic" here seems to be a viral use of "Sandy Eggo" instead of San Diego. PS: All: It is LAME, and sounds like an elderly person's intentionally bad joke.— September 25, 2009 1:31 p.m.
9/11 Flashback with a Friend
...and thanks for reading, single :)— September 24, 2009 6:59 p.m.
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You can see her convincingly mouth them on her reality show with her former husband, Bobby Brown.— September 24, 2009 6:51 p.m.
Mark-Elliott Lugo says San Diego Transit worse every year
Oh, and this bears repeating: Let them compete with private car service, bonded and insured, as they do in bigger cities. Jitneys are a great way to go. Pay by zone, $1 to go all the way down a major thoroughfare. Works for bergs of many major metropoli, and rural areas alike.— September 24, 2009 5:08 p.m.
Mark-Elliott Lugo says San Diego Transit worse every year
"when people stood up to get off he abruptly closed the doors hit he accelerator sped forward" Nice poetry, clockerbob! Too bad it has to lyricize about our fine transportation system. My neighbor had one such driver, except the doors were open as he sped off. Said neighbor fell out as he tried to step down, and suffered quite a break to the leg. So the union is getting drivers paid better? That would explain the return and stay of more experienced drivers--all I can muster of the positive for the SD Transit.— September 24, 2009 5:05 p.m.
That Fish Smell
Something is rotten in the state of Denmark, but it ain't you, Fish. At any rate, that cartoon is too cute :)— September 24, 2009 4:36 p.m.