a minimal subliminal cyclical redundancy

meanderings by rm dustin

This place I deposit thoughts, E-noodlings where my synapses have coagulated recent perceptions. There are no absolutes. Like all manifestations it has had its evolutionary moments. This is the latest. There will likely be more...

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Name: RM Dustin
Location: Pugetropolis North

I live with many free thinking, free spirited, patriotically challenged, religiously void life-jesters here in and around the delta, scattered in-between the tributaries of the Skagit, peppering the hillsides, or burrowed into micro valleys. They are my friends; spirits entwined, layered, and folded within this realm where aboriginal and Norse lore meld amongst the mists sent inland by salted surges. I am not here by chance.

12/3/03

Note from HR:

It’s Christmas time again zombies! Because y’all are spread across most of the continental red, white, and blue as thin as Ann Coulter on a bulimic binge, we are offering you the opportunity to join us for the major pissing, sniffing, ass kissing, and brown nosing event of the year—our annual Christmas party. Of course, you will have to provide your own transportation and lodging, but if you make enough money it’s all tax deductible. If you can’t qualify for that deduction, then like why are you going? We have plenty of wait staff. So ready yourselves for political suicide or just a plain fun old night of corporate shits and giggles.

HR

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