Phlogiston

Author: joe

  • Colucci Eggs

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    It has become the tradition around my house after the gifts have been opened, paper wrap detritus is in the large black plastic bag, for me to cook what my father called for some inexplicable reason “Colucci “ eggs. For those of poor you who have not had the experience, a cross between a fritatta…

  • I’m preparing for the Pod, HAL

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            Date:        July 11, 2008 6:11 PM Topic:        I’m preparing for the Pod, HAL I’ve been tossing around a few ideas like the contents of wooden bowl full of greens before vinegar and oil. The one that has most recently topped the salad is I have been imagining putting together a periodic podcast. (Yes, it is true that…

  • There outta be a law against me.

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    5/4/2008 7:16:16 AM I admit it I am a criminal! I am a thief. I stand as accused, Javier. This confession comes only after software designing companies have bludgeoned it out of me. I have recently purchased a Mac Book Pro. I normally steer as clear of brand name proclamation as I do of political…

  • Sunday Morning in the Backyard – Early Spring

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    For the last two weekends I have dragged out the water hose and the big blue bucket full of cleaner soaps high density drying clothes shining rags, to clean the car. It is spring. A pine tree in the rear of the house gathered all the pollen in the area and slowly deposited it all…

  • Fetch the Blog A Tone

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    I think of my life, reflections stuffed between the million of minute mundane minutes, in episodes. Not very deep, I fear, but there you have it. I don’t think of it as some four dimensional time line growing like a fat worm through the years. Past Present Future. Nor do I think of it as…

  • Gosh! The Movies Disappoint Me Again.

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    I presume, a presumption which has been shown to be in error time and again, that when a group of “creative” “talents” developing a movie call the film by the title of the original novel, or short story, that somehow there is a idea that the work has a primary relationship to some small thing,…

  • Why it’s old Wysiwyg…

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    Leave Dickens out of it. I never worked for a lump of coal or ate a rotten bit of potato for lunch but I did go to work at a dreadful tender young age. I believe my parents thought it would teach me a thing or two about responsibility. So each morning at the crank…

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    Gee–Sus Look at that guy That guy right over there Bet half a billion I could fall         faster in a well of gravity a twinking twirling                 decay a bloated supergiant depleted of hydrogen way above the main sequence Think about it They say my name is Raimundo Can anyone believe that A    squall…

  • Squa Tront

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    Squa Tront! Spa Fon! I know what you’re thinking! I am not a Martian. (Alien? Perhaps. Outré? mais oui!) surely a fan of EC Comics? but marginally. Tales from the Crypt, Haunt of Fear, Vault of Horror used to scare the stuffing out of me. Too dark! Disgustingly graphic! Sinful fun, nonetheless. The picture of…

  • My mother teaches me a lesson

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    My mother worked at the corner of Sixth Street and Penn Avenue in downtown Pittsburgh. A waitress. If you visit there today, you are most likely on the way to a performance of the Pittsburgh Symphony or some other event of high and cultural significance. Visits in my younger days were more practical, less high…