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I was dreaming I was in a cooking class or a bakeoff; I had a mixing bowl and I was going to mix shortening with flour--with my hands, even. There was a countdown, and I was all set to go.

Then the dream faded as my ears picked up the bass thumping from next door.

As it was 2 o'clock in the morning, I felt I had every right to get out of bed, throw on some clothes and go downstairs to ask them to turn down their music. I did just that. I was very nice, and I did mention that I had to work in the morning.

They did turn down their music, for about an hour. Inexplicably, the thumping came back in full force at 3:30. Why someone feels the need to party in the wee hours of a weekday, I don't know.

Interesting data

Think that the terror alerts come at politically convenient moments for the Bush administration? You're not the only one.

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I'm coming to have specific ideas of what poetry is, and some people are getting mad at me for it.

I'm still thinking of starting that poetry group, though.

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Winged Cat "From Hell" Put to Death in Central Russia

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Unabashed Racist Wins GOP Primary in Tennessee

[James L.] Hart, 60, vows if elected to work toward keeping "less favored races" from reproducing or immigrating to the United States. In campaign literature, Hart contends that "poverty genes" threaten to turn the United States into "one big Detroit."

[...] While campaigning, Hart sometimes wears a protective vest and carries a .40-caliber pistol, but he said he has run into no trouble.

"When I knock on a door and say white children deserve the same rights as everybody else, the enthusiastic response is truly amazing," he said.

If a black person opens the door, he says he simply drops off campaign literature and leaves.

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Oh my.

Funk Singer Rick James Dies