42 Dreams of Arizona Bay

A strong, free, funky voice accompanied by guitar fills a posh old theater. A tiny little folksinger jumps to her music, holding tight to her guitar almost like a dance partner. She’s got so much energy, has so much to say about voices, feminism, choices, politics, love and freedom.
I went to see Ani DiFranco, again, [...]

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How is your brain atrophying today?
Just fine, thank you.
And yours?
Marvelously underused.
Wonderful. You know, I haven’t been able to exercise my mouth or sarcasm fully either. I wonder if they’ll just die along with my brain.
Cheers.

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I think I’ve found a way to slow down time. To all the people seeking ways to keep from getting old, to prevent wrinkles, to live longer: I have the answer.
Wait in line at the post office. You will swear that time crawls. You will live longer, being in this time envelope, but you will [...]

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How “street” are you if your woody PT Cruiser has a fake bullet hole in the back? And your license plate says something about your PT Woody. And your license plate frame says something about your PT Woody.
I’m not impressed.

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It’s 4:23.
I counted 20 channels playing infomercials.
I know it’s late. Only a few people are awake.
But surely none of them are buying the greatest invention ever, or 400 greatest love songs or the makeup that will help you pass as another person.
20 channels. This is why I pay for cable.

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A tragic thing happened to me the other night.
No, not tragic. I hate the use of tragic when referring to the tragic death of someone’s family member. No matter how tragic it was to you personally, it is not a tragedy unless several people died. Preferably with flames or other horrible accidental means. No snakes, [...]

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