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Asiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03980592662097920570noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-357261165768196406.post-86689622580771880092010-04-13T12:46:00.002-04:002010-04-13T12:46:56.362-04:00

Asiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03980592662097920570noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-357261165768196406.post-15905310429047555772010-02-15T10:45:00.000-05:002010-02-15T10:45:37.485-05:00

"Life is a lot like toilet paper- the closer you are to the end of the roll, the faster it seems to run out." My father, who had the tendency to teach me in cliché, felt this quote was the best way to sum up his 58 years.  I gotta hand it to pops- at least he's making an attempt at metaphor. Tomorrow, I turn 33 years old.  And true enough to my father's adage, I can recall how the years seemed

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The day the flood came I took one final breath Opened my arms and Surrendered the levee in my throat The water came rushing in Spilled into my lungs Until the heartstrings snapped And my ribcage busted open to Release me The waves I can hear them crashing inside my chest Press me to your ear You can hear the ocean in my breath It rolls and swallows Curling around my stomach the way hunger used

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Asiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03980592662097920570noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-357261165768196406.post-27890795027678914922009-11-22T23:31:00.007-05:002009-11-22T23:46:24.009-05:00

Last two shows of the year.  Was supposed to be as simple as just that. The road, however, seemed to have other plans for me. It had to have started about a month ago when I was planning for the trip.  There were two shows: West Virginia University and Maryville College.  My agent says I should just fly into one airport and then drive to both schools.  Looking at MapQuest, however, showed

Asiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03980592662097920570noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-357261165768196406.post-72152997507071320052009-11-04T10:38:00.003-05:002009-11-22T23:43:57.378-05:00

Here's the background story: I was at the Philippine consulate to gather info on renewing my passport. They say rather than getting info, they say I can actually go ahead and take care of it already to speed up the process. I said sure. They then say I need new passport photos. Not knowing I would be doing that there (thought I would have to go to Wallgreens or some other passport-photo-taking

Asiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03980592662097920570noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-357261165768196406.post-21593095292822689352009-10-28T10:29:00.013-04:002009-11-23T00:05:14.671-05:00

Bring me your tired Bring me your hungry and your poor So we came Huddled our families into commercial jet-planes Skipped our rocks across oceans Picked them up on western shores Stacked them into homes Built the ceilings as high as our credit scores Became nurses Became doctors and engineers              real-estate brokers and devout Catholics And we never looked back Liberty's beacon of hope

Asiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03980592662097920570noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-357261165768196406.post-31375926229893681662009-10-23T01:40:00.017-04:002009-11-22T22:31:15.500-05:00

Hours of open road. Living out of a suitcase and jumping hotels. Fast food consumption. Outdated GPS system. Truck stops and rest areas. I've been touring poetry for a little over three years now and this is the life I lead when the colleges come calling with gigs. Funny part is, I haven't gotten tired of it yet. I love being out on the road- meeting new people and having somewhat of a

Asiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03980592662097920570noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-357261165768196406.post-35852662736240436932009-10-02T14:07:00.003-04:002009-10-24T01:41:53.468-04:00

Pictures from Typhoon Ketsana in the Philippines. They say Manila got twice the rainfall as Katrina- that in one day, they received twice the amount of rainfall they would normally receive in two months...

Asiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03980592662097920570noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-357261165768196406.post-29007107209993565842009-09-28T15:12:00.006-04:002009-11-04T10:41:33.237-05:00

As part of my 2009 goals, I promised myself I would start a blog- a collection of whatever I might feel like putting up at any given time. Maybe uplifting. Maybe just gripes. Maybe even downright weird. Either way, I hope it gives way to a great experience for me and for you, my readers, who, in some ways, I will feel really sorry for if I waste your precious time with my sometimes nonsense

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