Tag Archives: thoughts

Land Snark

October 28, 2012

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Snark. The fuel that is propelling our current American culture. Land of the Free, protected by a shallow moat of snark infested waters. It’s the new capital in capitalism. Want to be King Rat of the rat race? Snark is your bait cheese of choice. Want to be involved in the governance of this fine […]

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Just a Spoonful of Sugar Helps the Medicine Go Down

September 29, 2012

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Let’s just be straight about this: It’s all bullshit. Well, not really IT. IT is what IT is. I’m talking about your notions and versions of what it all is. Your -isms. Your pretty little encompassing boxes with colorful, thematic wrapping and maybe a nice bow or some other appealing accessories to make it presentable, […]

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Mad Season

April 1, 2012

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I’m sorry. Let’s just get that out, right up front. I hereby formally apologize for anything I may say or do, now or in the near future. It’s April. And it’s my Mad Season. It starts with today, naturally. April Fools’ Day. My birthday. Really. Fitting, isn’t it? Sharpen’s the picture somewhat, yes? You think […]

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Adventures in Group Therapy

March 27, 2012

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I went into that first Narcotics Anonymous meeting like I’ve gone into so many things: wide-eyed and daunted. One of the reasons I had picked this group, beyond the proximity to the homestead, was the size of the group. More people meant more anonymity.  “Nothing to see here, folks. Let’s keep moving…” My reason for being […]

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Three…

March 3, 2012

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I remember waking up and not really knowing where I was. Seeing the square grid of the overhead bunk’s undercarriage wasn’t helping much. The snoring in a corner of the metallic cave gave a clue… Oh…yeah… …any minute now a mostly hairless Smokey the Bear (hat, and all) was going to burst into these old barracks at the […]

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I’m the Map

January 14, 2012

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I don’t mind telling you I’m a bit lost right now. I remember one time when I was a young tween-ager at some campground up north with my folks. I think it might have been one of those RV trips through Pennsylvania Civil War battle fields, or something. Anyway, this place had bike rentals and […]

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In Through the Out Door

November 26, 2011

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We are somewhat diametric creatures, so the story goes. Those quick on the uptake readily recognize that we are animal. Inspection reveals a chemically charged bag of bones. A collective of evolved responses to physical stimuli, if you will. And for some of us…hell, perhaps many, we can stop right there. The view is just fine, […]

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Just Let Your Soul Glo

November 12, 2011

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It wasn’t like I was looking for any sort of extra excitement in a Publix, on a weeknight, at the intersection of Grown-up Country Lane and New Suburbia Avenue. I’m there for ‘puppy pads’ (though they’re hardly puppies any more), and something else I was trying not to forget then and can’t remember now… So […]

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Bathrooms of the Rich and Famous!

October 3, 2011

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“I have used the bathroom in many of the largest, richest homes in the Charleston Area.” This is a bit of an inside joke for me (normally said more crudely). Very inside. And funny to me on a few levels; for I am vast, I contain multitudes (eyes rolling). But it may also be just […]

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What’s your deal, anyway?

September 24, 2011

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It’s Mario Puzo’s fault, man. When I read “Fools Die” as a teenager it was over for me. The first kindred spirit. The first thing I could REALLY relate to. In the box. The feel, the tone, of feeling the box and going a bit crazy about it. Or maybe not crazy enough. Perhaps the […]

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The Ghost of Spalding Gray

September 17, 2011

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I’m not really a storyteller. I am not the guy holding court at the party to an enraptured, enthralled, or captive audience. I have serious potential to be the sensitive guy strumming the guitar on the stairwell, singing “body” like “baaa-dey” because, you know, John Mayer does it; but I know enough Belushi‘s in my life […]

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What’s this “Surface Nuisance”?

September 3, 2011

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Tonight, in three acts, we present the story of why this blog is named ‘surface nuisance’. And I need to make my self-imposed deadline, so let’s not dally… Act I It’s the mid ’80s or so, and I am flunking out of the College of Charleston because I am my somewhat basket case self, and […]

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Dear Facebook…

August 28, 2011

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I wanted to let you know up front that I’ve been seeing this other social network. Her name is Google Plus – sorry, Google+. Well it’s important to her, apparently. Anyway, I was invited to her house recently with some friends, and it was all good fun. But we’re just friends getting to know each […]

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