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I've not moved. I kind of want to, but every time I think of some super
clever and unique name for a new blog, I check and find out it's not unique
at all....
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My name is Eric. I live with Elizabeth and I have two kids and she has two kids and we both have our respective dogs and memories of dogs that have gone before. I have a mom and a brother. 9 or 10 years ago I started writing things that had no place and this is a place for them for now.
My name is Eric. I live with Elizabeth and I have two kids and she has two kids and we both have our respective dogs and memories of dogs that have gone before. I have a mom and a brother. 9 or 10 years ago I started writing things that had no place and this is a place for them for now.
Note: Since I wrote this bio, I'm married to Elizabeth. We have the same number of kids but our beloved dogs have left us. We have a new dog and a new cat ("new" meaning we've had them for a few years now) and I have a number of new tattoos. I've graduated school, our kids have graduated from preschool, primary, and middle-school, and it's been more than 9 or 10 years since I started writing things.
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- The World's Only 6-Ton Prairie Dog
- The World's Only Corn Palace
- Great day albeit wet.
- Can't figure out how to post photos to blogger fro...
- PS:MPH
- Day1
- Taking off
- The sleep of reason produces monsters
- No giving up!
- Sunday barbecue
- The Book of Ezra
- Revelation 2012
- Top Ten Lyrics Unintentionally Referencing Prison ...
- Bleets
- Where is my mind?
- i swear i'll blog again
- Working at it.
- I am not really writing this on Sunday. It's Monda...
- review: bridesmaids
- Dear Shit Detective:
- Skeleton shopping.
- Blaaaarg
- The Sheep's Tell-All Best Seller
- Love, Anonymous.
- Flavor
- Band photo.
- blank.
- Internet broken no blog
- The candy-colored clown they call The Sandman.
- The only gay in the village.
- Martin it's Linda...
- May Day Parade
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3 comments:
This is my kind of event.
I know it probably had hippies and Elizabeth already said it had hidden political messages delivered by subversive yet terrifying puppets but I can't help myself.
Also, I will need to borrow that horrifying black crow ensemble to teach a lesson to the local blue jay.
Oh, and I almost forgot...
When you are experiencing post rock show swagger you need to get into your powerstance and upload a thousand pictures of you fighting off rabid fans.
Thank god I have Elizabeth here to tell me these things.
Never keep rockstardom a secret.
I should write more about the parade - I was thinking of it. It has a whole story, always overtly (not hidden) environmental. One year it was all about "water." This year it was "Caws for Alarm" (hence the crows). Every year I get a lump in my throat at the end, there's something about the way the story just unfolds, and all of the puppets and such personify "the earth" in a way that makes me want to rush out and chain myself to a whaling ship. also, once a long time ago I volunteered for a puppetry company and we did shit like this. and i used to go to dead shows occasionally... as for the rockstardom, ah if only. it is more like a bunch of middle-age dads (some of whom have kids in college) and a similar audience, albeit female. but thanks. you and elizabeth make me feel cooler than i am.
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