Summertime and the Living’s Uneasy

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Roll out those lazy, hazy, crazy days of summer/ Those days of soda and pretzels and beer…

Summer, the four seasons’ tall drink of water. The one that makes the rest of the year worthwhile.

Summertime, and the living is easy.

Long languid days by the water.

… she’s your tootsie wootsie girl/In the good old summertime.

Deliciously hot sticky nights that deliver up ardent youthful summer flings and purple prose.

Summer breeze makes me feel fine/Blowing through the jasmines of my mind…

from the summeriest of 1970s easy rockers, Seals and Crofts.

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Dooming

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4:37

a.m.

In the morning.

I am dooming.

As the kids say.

Or so I’ve heard that’s what the kids say.

I am on old man. By any standard of measure. My sources on such matters could well be unreliable. Continue reading →

Grimy Gulch

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He told us what we had to do and what sort of men we had to reach. He had quit the Twentieth Century… He stepped to the window and pointed at the skyscrapers of the city. He said that we had to extinguish the lights of the world, and when we would see the lights of New York go out, we would know that our job was done.

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