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Man Overboard: 05/01/2005 - 06/01/2005
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A concentration on books, movies, music. Sunday, May 29, 2005. I remember, way back in the 1980's being sure to listen in to Marcus Lush doing talkback on Bfm and then seeing him on the old Neswnight, where Alison Mau never quite knew what to make of her co-host. I think the last time I actually heard much of him on radio has been transcribed. Posted by Barry at 7:36 PM. Tuesday, May 24, 2005. By AL Kennedy, pub 2004, Jonathon Cape). But at the beginning, we have an awakening:. Just typing that brought m...
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Monday, June 13, 2005. Packing his bags,gotta go, gotta go. Packing his bags,gotta go. He's a Samsonite Man. Maybe he is just a rollin stone. Wandering from here to there. Searching for a place to call his home. Love letters. A Truman Capote biography. A jar of coriander. Two postcards (unsent). Six squeaky nuns. A signed Super Furry Animals poster. A book of (my own) god-awful poems. A Scrabble turntable. A film script. A ‘You’ll Win With Gore! And ya know what? I’ve lived in this lovely little flat for...
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Wednesday, April 20, 2005. You'll be a dentist. You have a talent for causing things pain. Son, be a dentist. People will pay you to be inhumane! Little Shop of Horrors. I protested, I floss at least four times a week, clean exceptionally well and have a winning smile, what gives? By way of answering he simply bared his teeth, and boy, they were clean. I ignored him and kept walking down the stairs until I was safely on the street. Then pulled out a raspberry K Bar and chewed and chewed and chewed.
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Wednesday, May 04, 2005. I know a little place, we can get there for the break of day. I said in these shoes? No way, jose. I said honey, let’s stay right here. Corker. Stunner. Red-hot mumma. Call her what you will but this girl was summit else. Renee Headliner take a jump and make room for the cutest cobbler on Lambton Quay. She had it all, the looks, the body, hell even her voice was the sweetest I’d heard since Patsy Riggir. I I’d like to try these on please. Shorwa, she said, take a seat. She’d wrap...
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Wednesday, October 13, 2004. I wanna take you where the night never ends. I feel the need to sweep you off your feet. You and me, we should be dancin’ in the sheets. My garden sparrow had further reason to laugh at me yesterday. It was washing day in Chuxville so after a warm wash, on high water level and fast spin speed my sheets were ready to dry. A gripping way to start I know, but wait, it gets better.). Speaking of old ladies, did you hear about that 60 year old woman. Posted by Brutus : 2:14 pm.
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Thursday, June 16, 2005. It's easier to leave than to be left behind. So this is it . goodbye Wellington. Sweetcheeks, don't make this harder than it already is. Then tell me you love me, tell me you'll stay. I can't make empty promises. You can, just this once. Those days are behind me now, I've changed. Hell Wellington, we've both changed. Five years ago you didn't even have a decent beach to lie on. I'll make another, anything. Just forget about me and get on board that goddamn plane, but. but. If you...
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Tuesday, April 26, 2005. Don't wanna see anybody. And hear advice about my job and my life. I'm in a bad mood and I'm so bored today. And then, perhaps brought on by those double losses, a realisation of my debt or the sudden arrival of winter, a darkness settled upon Chuxville. It eventually lifted last evening when the sky turned a brilliant kaleidoscope of pink, orange and yellow, but in the meantime, Chuck turned mean. And Man on Fire. Posted by Brutus : 12:37 pm. If you have a burning, restless urge...
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Friday, March 25, 2005. Posted by Brutus : 10:29 pm. If you have a burning, restless urge to write or paint, simply eat something sweet and the feeling will pass. Your life story would not make a good book. Do not even try." -Fran Leibowitz. Notes From An Exile. Write A Tear Stained Letter. Put it special delivery. What Am I Doing Here. The Stranger at the Palazzo D'Oro. The Amplifier Show on Active 89fm. Matua Valley 2002 Chardonnay. My plastic dog - Brutus. My plastic son - Darrin.
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Thursday, May 12, 2005. Gonna see what this heart's really worth. I guess it's time to be on my own. Except that unlike Alison Krauss I'm not heading north on my own, I'm going with B.M. Dan to lay siege to the 48 Hour Film Competition. After the successes of last year. It was made very hard to say no, so here we go again. We set sail at 6am, Auckland by mid afternoon then the fun begins at 7pm. What will the genre be? The line of dialogue? So here we go, see you on the other side. Notes From An Exile.
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