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My prints were on the baseball bat. They implicate me in the murder. I was so confident that I’d obscured all evidence, but something this trivial could put me in prison.

Posted By dan On 11.09.2011 @ 7:24 pm

I invented a puppy warmer for my dog. I thought it was brilliant, so I sought out a patent to immortalize my invention. Unfortunately, the patent office saw it for the piece of shit that it was and refused me the glory of owning the only intellectual property that I’m smart enough to dream up. Ohh well.

Posted By dan On 11.09.2011 @ 6:12 am

Lay me down in the hot summer sun Anyway, its the least you could’ve done And in the autumn when the leaves begin to fall You’ll start to realize I’m not so bad after all

Posted By dan On 11.08.2011 @ 5:27 am

It seems to me to be a word about someone who needs to alarm someone. I haven’t heard of this word before and that’s the only thing I could think of. It seems kind of clever. It makes me think about Paul Revere when he warned the citizens that the British were coming during the American Revolutionary War.

Posted By Dan On 11.07.2011 @ 12:29 am

I’m an alarmist on a sunny day. I stay indoors because I’m afraid of skin cancer. I warn my friends incessantly about the statistical dangers of riding in a car. I’m afraid to live my life because I’m afraid to lose my life.

Posted By dan On 11.06.2011 @ 11:17 am

In the downpour I can’t feel the rain. It isn’t until I’m safe inside that I realize I’m wet. I make pour a glass of coffee, light a cigarette, and try to forget about it.

Posted By dan On 11.04.2011 @ 7:06 pm

I couldn’t open my locker. I’d forgotten the combination. 36-34-05? 43-36-16? Shit.

Posted By dan On 11.03.2011 @ 8:47 pm

He was interested in things less profound than the catastrophes of the third world and more inclined to ease drop on sexier things. Things that came from his third world.

Posted By Dan On 11.02.2011 @ 12:47 pm

very great or intense. Surprised,unexpected,in shock. an example: I was profound to find out the man was a women.Ah

Posted By dan On 11.02.2011 @ 12:14 pm

Simplicity is profound. Complexity can also be profound. To be profound is to articulate truths in everyday existence that are sometimes too mundane to even notice. To be able to make sense of these truths is a rare skill.

Posted By dan On 11.02.2011 @ 11:38 am

You had, as one might–on perhaps a late evening on the rooftop of a city without lights or sounds on the block for a brief moment where the power goes out–declare to you with his hand clasped tight, affirming, on your shoulder what is called an epiphany.

Posted By Dan On 11.01.2011 @ 5:13 pm

I rarely feel passionate about anything. When I do, I have trouble expressing it. My passions are usually kept private, because I fear judgement. This timidity makes me harder to know, and harder to notice. I like that.

Posted By dan On 10.31.2011 @ 2:00 pm

I don’t know what kind of husband I would be. I would be loving, compassionate, caring – but every day for the rest of my life? That I’m not so sure about. Life is too complicated and long to make a promise like that.

Posted By dan On 10.31.2011 @ 10:17 am

someone to confide in and know they will provide a healthy and happy life for your family. A role that can only be filled by a man who is passionate about his life with his wife.

Posted By Dan On 10.30.2011 @ 3:59 pm

Riots in the street. People want appeasement, governments want submission. When compromise brakes down, and the citizens are fed up, the violence of the street mobs get uglier and uglier.

Posted By dan On 10.28.2011 @ 12:14 pm

I try to sit still but never can. It seems to be beyond my control. I’m always fidgeting, I can never stay idle. Keeping busy is a good thing, but not when you’re micromanaging it.

Posted By dan On 10.27.2011 @ 1:00 pm

Without artistry, the human race would be doomed. As crude as some art may be, it reveals to us what is possible instead of what is-art makes life livable.

Posted By dan On 10.27.2011 @ 7:02 am

A shepard without a flock is like a river without water. He has no one to guide, no purpose to fulfill. Much like a dry riverbed, he has nothing to do. Alone, he waits.

Posted By dan On 10.26.2011 @ 7:13 am

Ataxia- automatic writing. This website is the closest I get to a daily dose of ataxia. Sometimes I’m proud of what I come up with, sometimes I’m indifferent. Today I am indifferent.

Posted By dan On 10.24.2011 @ 2:21 pm

In the event that the patient undergoes a serious ailment you may find that she (for most often in these acute cases it will occur in female patients) will experience inexplicable episodes of crying when awakening.

Posted By Dan On 10.23.2011 @ 6:51 pm

A spiritual awakening has never hit me before today. I looked outside the window of my lonely bedroom. The green leaves, blue skies and sunshine transcended time and space in my mind’s eye and reminded me that life really is beautiful. Life and death, God and Satan, good and evil are meaningless, all there is to me is nature.

Posted By dan On 10.23.2011 @ 1:14 pm

Knowledge is a poor substitute for the leisurely comfort of ignorance. It tough to be uncomfortable without even knowing about terrible things going on in other parts of the the world. Ignorance might be a little bit better than bliss.

Posted By dan On 10.23.2011 @ 10:52 am

People should be easier to relate to than they are. We all have the same goals: life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness (or some perversion of that), but I have such a hard time striking up conversation with strangers.

Posted By dan On 10.20.2011 @ 2:10 pm

If I had a castle I wouldn’t go outside. If I didn’t go outside I wouldn’t socialize. If i didn’t socialize I’d have no friends. If I had a castle I would be very sad and lonely.

Posted By dan On 10.19.2011 @ 1:19 pm

There was no more mutual affection left. And I didn’t even notice, I was so into myself until a year later. Hindsight is 20/20 because time erodes whatever blinders you’ve put on yourself.

Posted By dan On 10.19.2011 @ 9:17 am

I try to keep my oneword entries from being dull. This, of course, is almost impossible. My thoughts, without any external stimulus like a book or movie, are the textbook definition of dull. Whoopsie daisy, I can’t think of anything interesting to say. Better luck tomorrow.

Posted By dan On 10.17.2011 @ 11:53 am

Warfare isn’t going anywhere. As long as the rules of economics govern our landscape and color our worldview, people will always be coveting what isn’t theirs and killing their fellow man for the things that they want and don’t have.

Posted By dan On 10.16.2011 @ 3:05 pm

Everyone has advice for me. What I need are lessons.

Posted By dan On 10.15.2011 @ 3:02 pm

My mother always said I lacked compassion. She saw how quickly and eagerly I stomped out any bug on the ground. She saw how I hoarded my Halloween candy, kept my brother from eating it. She saw as friends turned their back on me and called me selfish. Her only words of comfort were, “I told you so.”

Posted By dan On 10.13.2011 @ 2:31 pm

When you feel someone’s pain. You are in their shoes. You walk a mile maybe two. You know their hurt, love joy, sadness, happiness. You are them for a few seconds. But only for then. Until you go back to being concerned with yourself. It’s our remarkably human ability to capture another’s pain without going through their expiriences. we bleed without being cut, cry without pain. It’s what seperates us from everything else, our ability to care about another as deeply as we love ourselves.

Posted By dan On 10.13.2011 @ 2:07 pm