the house is quiet. only the sound of johnny cash playing on the stereo. must be time to wash dishes & clean the kitchen.
Author: coffeehousejunkie
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somehow i felt a bit lost in the music section of beast buys. i mean, like most the record stores i used to haunt are gone.
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i hear a phone ringing. one of those old phones from a black & white film. i wanna answer it & say, in a smokey tom waits voice, ‘hullo.’
ah, nuts!
i just reblogged! twice! it’s only tuesday!
i thought i could go a whole week without reblogging. i. am. so. weak.
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don’t try to make sense of it, just get behind it and push it over. (one-line haiku)
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the river’s long term goal is to get up early and bleed into dirt. (one-line haiku)
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she puts her lipstick on with a sharpie marker and then calls it quits. (one-line haiku)
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tryin to write a ‘status’ haiku durin lunch line breaks don’t work well (one-line haiku)
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make the phone ring with some rain.
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fell asleep reading the aeneid… woke up to a little kidlinger voice saying, ‘i have to go poop.’
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she’s singing along to joan osborne…
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if a ‘glade’ is an open space surrounding a woods, what’s the opposite (a woods surrounding and open space)?
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i now have 2 tickets to see cowboy junkies!
// no, no, no, britannica. don’t cave to wikipedia (http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/technology/7846986.stm). maintain your scholarly integrity.
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listening to saturday morning jazz while the kidlingers play and i read the recent issue of nyrob.
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*yawn* i think the 9pm café latte is finally wearing off… time to finish reading an essay on the republic of letters.
// conversation during supper included junior high awkwardness and gothic linguistics (old germanic languages not art/pop subculture).
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whatever happened to the great american music hour podcast w/ Jerry Jodice?
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sometimes i enter a song like entering an old friend’s home where i sit down and share coffee and conversation.
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let’s talk about marketing products. let’s talk about products people need & enjoy. let’s talk about consumer evangelists.
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it’s windy. it’s rainy. some might say a bit gloomy. days like these i’d love to curl up on the couch with a good book and cup of coffee.
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nothing goes better when watching rob roy than a black mocha stout from hbc.
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AWRsum! the latest issue of paste and nyrob arrived in the post. can’t wait to start reading.
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does a song every bring back a scent? i’m listening to a song & can small my old roommate’s strawberry biddies.
Coffeehouse Junkie 