Category Archives: theme

pk stories organized by theme

Lisa Jam, Mona Eddy

/ Stories / Themes / Musy / In the early 1960s Leonardo’s painting, the Mona Lisa, went on loan to the Metropolitan Museum in New York. Hilary and I went to see it. So did lots of people. This was … Continue reading

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Hammock Scrapbook

/ Stories / Theme / Nature / I arrived in Sebring FL Easter weekend in 1989, camped in Highlands Hammock State Park, loved it, got a lot of writing done, just after I’d sworn off writing, have never been able … Continue reading

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Jeano Scrapbook

/ Friends … Patrons / Jeano stories salted Knatz.com. Much of that content evaporated in the wake of US federal court, Judge Martinez, censoring the main folder of my AgainstHierarchy.org: AgainstHierarchy.org/NYU/: February 2007. My IP host was so shocked at … Continue reading

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Opera Dis&Re ‘Spect

/ Music / I beg your pardon, I’ve had a chip on my shoulder about opera all my life: I mean to try a few and immediately start to rant. I must revise all such writing here. And it ain’t … Continue reading

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pk (Un)Employability

/ Stories / both / Personal Story Themes / Work / and / Social Order / Hierarchy vs. Conviviality Stories / As a kid I was a member of the culture however junior. I was also in a small way … Continue reading

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YMCA Line Dance

/ Employment / Launching a scrapbook of pk Line Dancing in Highlands County what a mess, a whole bunch of threads overlap: I’ll spew, then organize. In 2009 or 2010 I got a promotional phone call inviting me to stop … Continue reading

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Hilary Honeymoons

/ Friends, Family / Honeymoon Interruptus Hilary and I met, sprang toward each other like electro-magnets. She showed me her necklace, pushed her tits in my face to do so: falsified I soon learned, because we were up the block … Continue reading

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