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After Hours

After Hours Indian-fusion, we ate there once a week for a year or so. One of our cats had been adopted as a stray kitten from the shrubs in the parking lot. A lamb masala with jalapenos; One of the … Continue reading

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Santana!

Last night, I took Stacey and Matthew to see Santana and the Doobie Brothers at the Dos Equis Pavilion in Dallas’ Fair Park. Sadly I didn’t see as much of the show as I would have liked. Not because I … Continue reading

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psychopathic devaginations

I had introduced no unearthed characters as yet in the novel. I was still timid. More in love with words than with psychopathic devaginations. Henry Miller, Nexus

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corked and bottled

Nowadays we have a blue bird in every home—corked and bottled. Sometimes it’s called Old Kentucky, sometimes it’s a license number—Vat 69. All poisonous, even when diluted. Henry Miller, Nexus

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Method

Method by David Cain “Derrick, let’s get together later and work on our scene.” “Sure. Where do you want to go?” “Let’s grab dinner at Marco’s and then go back to my place to work.” “Where do you live?” “A … Continue reading

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make a pig

Yes, it’s good to sin once in a while, but not to make a pig of yourself. Henry Miller, Nexus

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just finished

He had just finished saying that, according to Zoroaster, man had been chosen to continue the work of creation. Then he added: Man is nothing unless he is a collaborator. Henry Miller, Nexus

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