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Michael

I think I've heard that one before....

About Me

I'm looking for other writers to talk about writing with... or readers who want to talk about writing...I'm not here to sell you anything, nor am I looking for the address to your webcam.

My Interests

Sailing... (read as.. I shoulda' been a PIRATE!!) *GRIN* Writing... (read as.. I gotta get the miriad of voices outta my head somehow) *GULP* Food... (read as.. I'm a hedonistic epicurean when it comes to what I put in my mouth) *WINK* Art... Music... Writing...

I'd like to meet:

Writers... or maybe even readers who like to talk about writing...

Music:

Johnny Cash, MOBY, Lyle Lovett, Neko Case, Haley Bonar, Lavay Smith, Cherry Poppin Daddies,Tom Waits, Tsunami Bomb, Willie Nelson... that's a taste... and I mean only a taste. Right now I'm really diggin' my honky-tonk Texas roots.

Movies:

Rear Window, The Princess Bride, Once Upon a Time in the West, Cool Hand Luke, Solaris, K-PAX... many more, I'll get back to this list.

Television:

NONE

Books:

Anything by Tom Robbins, Mark Driver, Mark Twain.

Heroes:

Albert Einstein... nuff said.Teddy Roosevelt... fucker was tough as nails.e.e. cummings... words, can't explain with words.My Grandmother... She could've kicked Teddy's ass any day of the week.

My Blog

Colorado...

I left you in Colorado.... and I looked for you... each mile home. But the miles came and went, and you were no where in the ones to come... I reached my destination, and still you are not anywhere t...
Posted by Michael on Thu, 29 May 2008 09:53:00 PST

Jazz...

Gabriel hung his head and listened. He listened deep... from low in his chest, from his gut. His head wobbled gently with the warble of the piano's riff, and once in a while his face would make it's w...
Posted by Michael on Wed, 21 May 2008 05:35:00 PST

She said...

She said that men were easy... she said, she only dates REALLY attractive men... she said, only her class of men.... the Brad Pitt class of men... she said, that she would kill a hundred babies... ...
Posted by Michael on Wed, 07 May 2008 08:43:00 PST

Emily...

Emily picked out the choicest oranges from the bin. Her tastes preferred oranges, but her eyes were in love with Apples. She didn't eat Apples. They seemed to her an ironic disappointment. The vivid c...
Posted by Michael on Tue, 15 Jan 2008 08:06:00 PST

Hitesh

HITESH....a man walks up the steps of a small house, a house not remarkably different than the others on this street, except for the color, which is the palest of yellows, like lemon chiffon pie. The ...
Posted by Michael on Sat, 05 Jan 2008 05:58:00 PST

There is a spoon...

There is, a spoon actually, and it is feeding us, as a new mother feeds her first born.... overzealous spoonfuls of smashed vegetable content.... a palette of organic colors.... ooozing back out of ou...
Posted by Michael on Thu, 09 Nov 2006 08:10:00 PST

Blanks...

Watching..... as the blanks go by. Each one vacant and unaware of the reality of their being. Blank, ....as simple as that. The many ways of keeping, slip from the grasp of the empty, ...
Posted by Michael on Tue, 07 Nov 2006 12:50:00 PST