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About Me

If you have a brain, if you have your own opinion regardless of right or wrong, if you fight back to the death when the lemmings converge and try to take you down to the lowest common denominator, if you can take and give pain or pleasure in like amounts because that's life, if you can make an informed decision without feeling the need to quote references, if you have ever set out to find out for yourself regardless if it was good for you or not, if you wear your own scars and have earned all of them, if you have tasted your own blood and made sure that the next blood you tasted was someone else's, if you have wept bitter tears at killing something because it had to die...Welcome.

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

Friends, road trip partners, fellow travelers, someone who can dress a wound without asking too many questions...

My Blog

some point they wise up, or they hit the Ocean

I'm really tired of the way guilt-based belief systems fuck up my friends. A few years ago I realized that something I'd been upset about for a while was still kicking my ass the moment I let a coup...
Posted by on Sat, 08 Aug 2009 08:05:00 GMT

Getting the time back I lost

So I'm laying there, not really seeing anything because my specs are off and the oculars won't correctly autofocus on their own.  David Bynre shows up, and invokes "Well, how did I get here?"How ...
Posted by on Sun, 28 Sep 2008 21:31:00 GMT

Context and resonance

A long time ago I learned how to take the concept of mind-clearing I learned during a meditation class, and use it to shunt damaging feelings and thoughts into a mental /dev/null. Recently I realized ...
Posted by on Thu, 18 Sep 2008 05:16:00 GMT

The once-yearly posting

Seems like I write here about once a year, doesn't it?  I write plenty, just not much of it gets here for people to see.  Right about now I start thinking about the people who will see these...
Posted by on Wed, 17 Sep 2008 00:41:00 GMT

Thus we are known as DickPunter...

There's something tickling the brain, just on the outside of my senses.  It's pissing me off, honestly, and pretty soon I'm going to start chasing butterflies with sledgehammers trying to catch i...
Posted by on Mon, 20 Feb 2006 06:16:00 GMT

Fuck it and throw the rope.

  When a ship leaves port it takes its mooring lines with it, usually.  Simply put, this means that someone has to untie the damn things, then either leap onto the departing ship or get left...
Posted by on Wed, 16 Nov 2005 12:49:00 GMT

Germany is Laughing

Things are looking up, and for once that has nothing to do with people being cool or places not sucking or anything beyond my own skin.  The other day I went to my storage unit looking for an ele...
Posted by on Wed, 02 Nov 2005 12:31:00 GMT

Substance and stupidity...

Few things annoy me like the supposed veneer most people adopt about being 'normal.'  Oh, sure, you can have the right shoes and clothing and the hair can be a conservative cut and you can laugh ...
Posted by on Mon, 11 Jul 2005 07:25:00 GMT

Not supposed to exist

She wasn't supposed to exist. I ate Thanksgiving alone, grateful for the peace. Then she came over at 8pm, and we left for New Orleans, a ten-hour drive. Somehow, for the past few weeks we had ...
Posted by on Thu, 09 Dec 2004 13:21:00 GMT

The murmurs before the screams...

"BTW, that mark on my back is gorgeous, it looks like the sprout of a little wing or something." A fistfull of hair, almost lifting her from the floor and her lips curl into a grin as they get peel...
Posted by on Fri, 03 Dec 2004 13:57:00 GMT