Cancer, the Crab, is the fourth sign of the Zodiac (for those of you keeping score), representing deep feeling, protectiveness, and a juicy, tender flesh that’s absolutely heaven with butter.
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July 20th, 2011 by Corey A. Edwards
July 16th, 2011 by Corey A. Edwards
July 15th, 2011 by Corey A. Edwards
Weird noises come out of his place at all hours and the windows are almost always dark. Some nights you can see little, flickering lights moving around in there like he’s maneuvering about the place with tea lights in his hands and plenty of shochu in his veins.
Oh, yeah he drinks alright. Sometimes alone, sometimes with what sounds like a million angry ghosts but always the next morning: the clatter of glass and aluminum out the back door, down the steps, and into the recycle container, often to overflowing.
He bangs that porch door a lot and, if you look over, he sometimes waves his little, plastic swords menacingly in your direction.
We turn our heads when this happens, politely sucking on our cigarettes, pretending we aren’t amused, interested, or even aware of his bizarre, red costume with the bumpy blue eyes.
You don’t fuck around with a guy like that. Not in San Francisco. Not when he’s … the neighbor.
July 11th, 2011 by Corey A. Edwards
I was digging through the computer one day when I ran across a couple of old images of my daughter that made me step back.
She looked … she was … well, I don’t know what the hell she was doing. I hear hazy explanations now that she got tangled up in chains but, yeah. Okay. All I saw was the possibility for an interesting illustration.
It took me forever to actually get to it but here it is.
July 8th, 2011 by Corey A. Edwards
Brian Eno, in collaboration with poet Rick Holland, released a new album called “Drums Between The Bells” this 4th of July, giving me more than one reason to revel in noise.
Diverse in scope, “Drums Between The Bells” features numerous approaches to the sound poem, a form Eno has been experimenting with since the release of “Dead Finks Don’t Talk” on his first solo album “Here Come the Warm Jets,” in 1973.
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July 7th, 2011 by Corey A. Edwards
July 5th, 2011 by Corey A. Edwards
I’m not really “into” dinosaurs, per se. I mean, yeah, my collection of Japanese toys does feature some creatures that qualify as dinosaur-like but actual, regulation dinosaurs? Not so much, thanks.
That being said, when I spotted this little fellah in the “collectibles” case of the local Goodwill, I had to take a closer look.
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July 3rd, 2011 by Corey A. Edwards
July 1st, 2011 by Corey A. Edwards
I frequently hear people admonishing others or even themselves for voicing a negative possibility.
Now I do understand and believe in the power of positive thought. Optimism is an important component of health and social advancement: perky people prosper.
Of course, this is a generalization – plenty of grumpy jerks make it to the top and live long lives while some incredibly cheerful people contract terminal illnesses and or remain in a state of penury their entire lives. The point is that the former never appreciate what they have while the latter never mind the deficit.
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June 29th, 2011 by Corey A. Edwards
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June 27th, 2011 by Corey A. Edwards