The last couple of days, I’ve been repairing a hole in our dining room ceiling, sanding, priming, and painting. Meanwhile, I’ve had on Minnesota Public Radio and occasionally CNN. Everything is abuzz with list of “The Top _________ of 2006″ (fill in the blank with “celebrities,” “movies,” “songs,” “albums,” “newsmakers,” and so on). Most of [...]
Posted on December 30th, 2006 by Shotts
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And now, looking ahead, it must be asked: what do you foresee in 2007? This can either be predictions of important events or people, or it could take the form of personal New Years resolutions. It’s always such a reflective time. I’m reminded that the month of January comes from Janus, the Roman god of [...]
Posted on December 30th, 2006 by Shotts
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Last night, Steph and I went to one of her friends’ birthday parties. She was turning 50 and wanted it to be a memorable occasion — it definitely was. She had the Marching Cobras come in and perform. They’re spectacular. At one point in the evening, the members ran up and grabbed everyone and had [...]
Posted on December 29th, 2006 by Tobias
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Do not fret, soon Music Thursday will be posted. My computer went down this week, so I’m a little behind on things, so I am collecting candidates and will soon have them filtered down to a few choice Music Thursday selections. In the meanwhile, enjoy this interview I heard today on NPR. This artist folds [...]
Posted on November 16th, 2006 by Tobias
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Following suit, here’s a poem of mine. “They say not to anthropomorphize…” It is the sin we all commit, To make things in our image. But how can I empathize With you that have been shot, Burned, poisoned, demonized, Hunted, trapped, and hung for hides, Born into this Manifest demise. It is not human inclination [...]
Posted on October 11th, 2006 by Ned
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Summer Clearing We pick locusts sliding fresh from the dunes like little Saint John the Baptists wandering in our wildness. Our little wilderness, sanctuaried by a wheat truck and a chain, arrives each time the metal-gray auger slips under the patch of dust- blue prairie sky.
Posted on October 10th, 2006 by Tobias
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It’s not very good, but I just felt like posting something different…the following is true and I put it in a poem while I was in college. V. The police called to tell me my car window was reported “found shattered.” I slip on my shoes and white T-shirt and break out of the front [...]
Posted on September 27th, 2006 by Tobias
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