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Chicagoland

I cannot explain what dread means in this small space.

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“Do you know why kittens have big ears?” He...

“Do you know why kittens have big ears?” He said, gently scratching behind her ears and careful to avoid the tick gently slurping. “It's so they can heal well.” I said. “Everyone knows that. They hunt at night and having sensitive hearing is a big advantage. “And you'd agree that... Continue reading

Posted May 6, 2013 at Catporn.net

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No, no rest for the weary.

He thought it must be a crime when he saw her. It was the way she was dressed, black spandex and a blouse that appeared at first glance to be made of feathers. Deep russet the color was but he couldn't help but to think of her as a bird,... Continue reading

Posted Apr 29, 2013 at Catporn.net

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It was rare for the wind to blow from the north but on a certain Thursday it did and that's when the stray cat in the abandoned garage across the street gave birth to three kittens. That east wind also brought cold to that late march and the mother struggled... Continue reading

Posted Feb 5, 2013 at Catporn.net

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Please send me photos of any cats. Once received I will review them and select certain cats and tell stories of their past lives, diviniation of whether or not your cat is a walking god on earth or if they cheat on their taxes. Pictures can be sent to catpornpic@gmail.com.... Continue reading

Posted Jan 26, 2013 at Catporn.net

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Frederick didn't like cats. This wouldn't have been a problem if cats also didn't like Frederick, but they did and so when he would find one they would immediately rub up against his leg as if he was the only person on the planet to ever pay attention to them.... Continue reading

Posted Jan 26, 2013 at Catporn.net

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I happen to get all my news from unicorns.

Across the street from my home is a house made of red brick. Behind that is a large oak tree which spreads it's great limbs across several yards, including the home just behind the red brick home. In that house lived a cat. He came to me one fall afternoon... Continue reading

Posted Jan 21, 2013 at Catporn.net

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There must be a place for me in between the raindrops of this summer storm--that's so warm at least until it stops. There must be a place for me under the soft gray clouds no lightning flashers--no thunder crashes just... Continue reading

Posted Jul 15, 2012 at Gratuitous Dread Presence

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I was sitting at home when there was a knock at the door. I opened it to find a small man wearing an orange suit and tie. He seemed to be of middle eastern or perhaps even east Asian descent... Continue reading

Posted Apr 23, 2012 at sub~Urban Blog

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The Rabbi's Dinner

It's always better late then never so it's par for the night when he gets a moment to nourish the soul that so many souls depend upon guarding the vision of g-d seen in the red potatoes but a meal... Continue reading

Posted Mar 1, 2012 at Gratuitous Dread Presence

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I'm a queen bee and I'm only three so I don't have any problems being free to pursue my search for summer's flowers in which I can use to draw my powers with my wand and my wings I can... Continue reading

Posted Nov 28, 2011 at Gratuitous Dread Presence

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Church of the Rez

It was kind of dead here in that last gasp of darkness before dawn is made apparent but came a man likened to a church mouse to unlock the door, to walk across the floor and flip the switches that... Continue reading

Posted Nov 6, 2011 at Gratuitous Dread Presence

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Shooting hoops on Wall Street

I generally don't like sports news and I really don't like watching basketball that much so I was a little surprised this morning when I learned that the NBA was currently on lockout status and in danger of canceling the... Continue reading

Posted Oct 2, 2011 at Gratuitous Dread Presence

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Stopping for a light lunch

Butterfly Garden, Balboa Park, San Diego, California. Continue reading

Posted Aug 6, 2011 at Gratuitous Dread Presence

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Albequerque eastbound

I was on the way back from vacation and had spent the last of my money the night before on a motel room and breakfast. After leaving my change as a tip I went onto the highway headed east. A... Continue reading

Posted Mar 22, 2011 at Gratuitous Dread Presence

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Men who wear hats

After being left to my own devices for the past two years I finally went out and got myself a job. I scraped the edges of Craigslist and located a part time banquet serving position (for evenings and weekends it... Continue reading

Posted Mar 14, 2011 at Gratuitous Dread Presence

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It's not like you can fix everything so it's best to leave it to something that can do it while you're writing so fast that it counts the letters and lets you know when you've erred and then just maybe... Continue reading

Posted Feb 16, 2011 at Gratuitous Dread Presence

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Jacob was a eighty percenter. He wore a blue ribbon that designated his social consciousness level number in bold with letters. 87 percent, it proclaimed. It rested upon his natural fiber coat—made from organic cotton and not animal parts. He... Continue reading

Posted Jan 28, 2011 at Gratuitous Dread Presence

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There had to be an answer in the stars, David thought. After all, someone had to know. It was, after all, like the future was some kind of tangible thing. There was no thing called free will—it was to be... Continue reading

Posted Jan 15, 2011 at Gratuitous Dread Presence

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In times like these

The recent shooting in Arizona has been used as an example of how political rhetoric can incite violence. Those that tend to sway to the left are pointing to this incident as an example of how the language of the... Continue reading

Posted Jan 11, 2011 at Gratuitous Dread Presence

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Brenda Starr, Reporter

When I was growing up one of the things e hings I could depend upon was the newspaper. It would come every day, either bought at the store or thrown from the street, and it would have everything I needed... Continue reading

Posted Dec 23, 2010 at Gratuitous Dread Presence

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Apples by the side of the road

Barely legal, the seedling sat close to the edge of the road. It was a casual accident—the product of a fruit core chucked from a passing car in hopes of feeding deer. It wasn't the deer that ate the discarded... Continue reading

Posted Dec 6, 2010 at Gratuitous Dread Presence

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A Flag in the Yard

“There are approximately four thousand six hundred and thirty seven leaves in your front yard right now.” “Shut up, Earle” I said. I was raking leaves during a nice fall afternoon when Earle decided to come over for a chat.... Continue reading

Posted Oct 26, 2010 at sub~Urban Blog

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For many years I used to avoid being photographed—mainly because I thought I never looked good in photos. As I got older and had my son, I eschewed photos of him as well, decorating my office and personal spaces with... Continue reading

Posted Oct 25, 2010 at Gratuitous Dread Presence

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Cleaning up the hive

The casual reader of this page doesn't know of my relationship with bees. I was first stung when some neighbors of my grandmother in Crestwood decided to aggravate a hornet's nest with water. I had the unfortunate experience of having... Continue reading

Posted Sep 23, 2010 at Gratuitous Dread Presence

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Labor Theory of (No) Value

So my teenager has begun the process of finding a job. He's worked a bit before, but not really seriously. Last year he got hooked up with this outfit after coming across them at the Printers Row Book Fair. He... Continue reading

Posted Jun 2, 2010 at Gratuitous Dread Presence

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