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Craig D Dance Machine

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About Me

Latest abomination of art
hypART: The Painting of Machine Pistol
I've started creating audio journals as a way to capture all the turbulent fluctuations my mind and/or body generate. I tell others that I want to listen to myself today, 25 years from now. This is true... but I'm also lazy. My writing is another mad trumpet solo that has unjustifiably had its range magnified by the devilish world called THE INTERNET!!
My words wont save anyone, so it's best I just hunker down in a corner and babble into my SquAwk-boX, while you join the rest of the World's Fair marching down towards the future. A future full of automaic transmissions, and fax machines. Such things only exist in a land called Make Believe.
They shouldn't be trusted...
The Photo Archives
A Classic Subject
on a Classic Medium
The old back alley
Death Lies Below That Bridge
Dust on the Third Eye
Fire Doodles
Strangely admiring
a life I couldn't live
Where I belong
Lord of the Flies
Chicago Hell
The Night Life
Leather & Lace
05/05/07

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

Anyone who can walk that fine line between decadence and self respect!

My Blog

More than just a Dead Sea

Ah, the Mall. There is no finer petri dish of American, than the good ole' American Mall. It has everything you love to hate about America, and sometimes a fountain. Most of my contemporaries have aba...
Posted by on Sat, 13 Dec 2008 15:43:00 GMT

Socially Acceptable Stalking?

The following is an excerpt from my correspondence.Everyone is a stalker on the internet, to some degree. No one wants to admit it though, because they don't want to view themselves as a stalker. Who ...
Posted by on Tue, 09 Dec 2008 19:33:00 GMT

A Steaming Pile of Prop 8

The following is an excerpt from my correspondence.I forgot to mention this, but your hood will be an essential ground zero point for stories on Porp 8. For the many stories for and against Obama that...
Posted by on Tue, 09 Dec 2008 19:31:00 GMT

Bloodletting

Was I dreaming, or driving? No, no I'm driving all right, and I appear to still be safely between the white lines. Excellent! I'll just close my eyes for another second or two.Sweet Jesus you idiot! P...
Posted by on Mon, 24 Nov 2008 23:17:00 GMT

Last Respects to the Matriarch

This morning all plans have been up-ended. I must now hit the road and pay my last respects to the Matriarch. A venerable soul slipping away with the body that flourished it. I always knew this was co...
Posted by on Sat, 22 Nov 2008 08:36:00 GMT

Tootsie, Fuck Off!

For the past two weeks I've been playing a maddeningly (what a ridiculous word) cyclical game with my fantastically obese cat, Tootsie. It was only just now that I actually realized it was a game.I wo...
Posted by on Fri, 14 Nov 2008 18:34:00 GMT

Vote or Die

Four phone calls and two voicemails from friends and family requesting you call them back immediately; will never lead to a conversation about Hannah Montana being exposed as a thirty two year old man...
Posted by on Tue, 04 Nov 2008 21:25:00 GMT

All Hail the King of the Hipsters

Knees were weak and I was already getting pugnacious with a cute butch over the coffee pitcher. Just another Sunday morning, paying others to cook food that is no better than what your lazy entitled a...
Posted by on Thu, 23 Oct 2008 23:05:00 GMT

Old Man Logic needs to shut his mouth, and go watch Wheel of Fortune!

The following is a selected excerpt from my correspondence.Ah, the ever familiar battle between the Head and the Heart. Old Man Logic and the beast called Emotion. Like Palestine and Israel, it will n...
Posted by on Mon, 20 Oct 2008 00:46:00 GMT

Keep Pushing

The following is an excerpt from my correspondence.I was raised a Protestant. But, in the third grade my Father had a scandalous affair with another married woman in our little piss ass town of 700 pe...
Posted by on Sat, 11 Oct 2008 10:48:00 GMT