the metal I need hasn't arrived so I wait to cut the books. Other things I wait for include rapture, breakfast, cold front, and drug dealers. Types of drugs include rapture, plant, voting, and lovefest.
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It's still dove season. the mourning dove have moved south but the whitewing are plentiful so we look to Saturday to make dinner potentials of their little bodies. If we can get access to the land that is. Deer hunting bowmen abound, or are about to, and that's a different kind of neck, one into quiet and extreme camoflauge and boredom. And best not to anger them as deer hunting is religion for this type. Summer sausage people.
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I will be your literary executor. If you die for me.
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effing mag #5 is in proof stage and with any luck wil print in the next week or two. By now you have figured out my kind of time estimation? But I think this one could actually happen. Let us wait and see.
Joe Massey will edit effing mag #6, due out in spring 07, just confirmed. I look forward to his issue - the boy digs deep and will undoubtedly reveal poetries not too many people know about. That's the mandate anyway.
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Difficult to blog with all that physical world outside my window. Let our voyeurisms breakdance in the wind.