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10Jun08

I’ve realized it’s not a good idea to promise myself (and definitely not any readers my delusional mind thinks are out there) that I will post once a day. It just ain’t gonna happen. I’ll keep that defaulted promise in the back of my mind — so maybe it will urge me to write more [...]

Convening

07Jun08

Misty and I got up early today and headed to the bank and then the Texas Democratic Convention.
Joe lied to me. He said parking would be a breeze on Saturday. Fortunately, there was a breeze as we walked from 7th Street to the Convention Center on 2nd.
We couldn’t get into the main exhibition hall because [...]

I Caucused.

06Jun08

From four until . . . when did we get home?
My brain feels dehydrated.
In the news.

How would you do on Texas’ eighth-grade science test?
Give it a shot.
I got 44 out of 50 correct. Post your score below.
Also, to my surprise, one of my friends, Krissi Trumeter, criticized my old college friend, Sofia Resnick’s, recent article in the Austin Chronicle. What’s surprising is that they don’t know one another. Austin is [...]

I know at least some of my readers visit this blog because they’re interested in writing. Granted, the act of writing isn’t something I write about much here — if at all in recent years. Nonetheless, I wanted to point those who do read this blog for that purpose to a friend’s blog, Thirty One [...]

Read.

16Jan08

this.

I’m in the Executive Lounge on the 25th floor of the Hilton in downtown Austin. How did I get here? Not as groundbreaking as the Talking Heads song, that’s for sure. My old college friend — who is oh-so-attractive in a variety of ways — gave me access. She said to “just act like you’re [...]

Three years is a long time to be out of the game. It’s a long time to only really worry about what one person thinks of you — or to actually care what that person thinks.
Three years. It makes it difficult to rediscover that internal self-sufficiency that allows you to survive — mentally and emotionally [...]

I am a jackass.

07Sep07

And an idiot. Some would even call me psycho or nuts.
And an asshole.
And I hate myself for it.

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