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Truth, wit, relevance (or at least 2 out of 3 on any given day)
. . . not one God-damn person, of all the patronizing, fourth-rate critics and column writers, had ever seen him for what he really was. A poet, for God's sake. And I mean a poet. If he never wrote a line of poetry, he could still flash what he had at you with the back of his ear if he wanted to.
-- J.D. Salinger, Raise High The Roof Beams, Carpenters (quoted ironically)
DaveTown - My blog since 2002. It's okay.
3rd Degree - A Soccer website I write for occasionally
Pinky Promise - One act play written and produced for the Drama Department at Capps Middle School
Mr. Peregrin Goes To Washington Short Fiction
