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About Me

I just wrote something, but it was put somewhere else and I apparently lost it. My name is actually Shaine, and I'm 58, not 98. Actually, I wanted to put my birthdate as 1604, but it's not allowed. So much for the freedom which we live under. I am colleged educated, divorced with no children, 5'9" 150 and healthy. I am currently trying to open a used Book, CD, DVD and Video store/ copy center, as well as an internet cafe. The business is going into a commercial building I own. The building is sizable (I also have an apartment in it.). I am a hopeless romantic---have two mules, a burra and three dogs. I plan on touring the country with the animals pulling a gypsy wagon I own. I plan on hypnotizing people and divining fortunes. I am learning about hypnosis, but no nothing about telling fortunes. I plan on flying by the seat of my pants and learning as I go. I look for someone with intelligence, personality, a sense of adventure, and who is willing to dance and travel with me.

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My Blog

The Escape (a poem)

The EscapeHe counts his money and smileswhile slipping lightly downstairsinto the dusky streetThe streets turn slowlyto the metallic blue of carbon paperall the while giving offthe heat of the sunA sp...
Posted by on Fri, 10 Jul 2009 08:25:00 GMT

Worthy of Killing II (a novel) Chapter 19, Part 1

Worthy of Killing II, Chapter 19, Part 1 Leona and Antonio see Wilbur and me off in an early Lisboa drizzle, an overcast start for a hopefully successful journey. All my paperwork is in order, though...
Posted by on Thu, 09 Jul 2009 08:58:00 GMT

The Humid Silences (a poem)

The Humid SilencesThe small plane begins to slant slowly downwarddrifting back to earth in the violet eveningThe brown wrinkled deserta monotony of wind-carved dunesgiving way to a relief map of delta...
Posted by on Thu, 09 Jul 2009 08:42:00 GMT

Chandelier (a poem)

ChandelierAcross the darkness I track down a group of dervishesin a lighted corner between two great embrasuresThey turn one of themselves into a human chandelier,covered in burning candleshot wax dri...
Posted by on Wed, 08 Jul 2009 07:19:00 GMT

Hand Over Fist (a poem)

Hand Over FistCamels pound everywhere in the dusklanterns and cressets flap and smokePeople pitch a tent under a ruined archwhere two bearded dervishes talk under gonfalons folded brilliant humming bi...
Posted by on Tue, 07 Jul 2009 08:08:00 GMT

Do Osteoporosis Drugs Work?

Do Osteoporosis Drugs Work?Bisphosphonates, drugs used to treated osteoporosis, have been shown to be completely unnecessary and outright dangerous. Bisphophonates are unnecessary because they treat a...
Posted by on Mon, 06 Jul 2009 08:03:00 GMT

Leave Taking (a poem)

Leave Taking The tall plumed grass starched into spikes by frostGlimpses of a pale sun in a furred brillianceA shining gas mantle burning brightly without heatThe click of shoes on the asphalt of a se...
Posted by on Mon, 06 Jul 2009 07:03:00 GMT

The Blind Speakin To The Dark (a poem)

The Blind Speaking To The Dark She sits in eloquent silenceher fingers softly touching the tablecurling tendrils of a vinesmiling at aphorismsand private wickednessesAfter he leaves she saysHe must l...
Posted by on Sun, 05 Jul 2009 08:12:00 GMT

Intense Concentration (a poem}

Intense Concentration For a moment the blind girl sits bythe blazing coke fire in awkwardnessHer deep rich Mediterranean hairburnished by the crackling lightmight be dyedexcept it matches the color o...
Posted by on Sat, 04 Jul 2009 11:01:00 GMT

LoweringHeartAttackRisk&Increasing DiabetesRisk

Take This to Lower Heart attack Risk & Increase Diabetes Risk A new study on Crestor, a statin cholesterol lowering drug funded, promoted and marketed by AstraZeneca, the drug maker, looked at 17,802 ...
Posted by on Sat, 04 Jul 2009 10:11:00 GMT