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Please return to using ecult.org! Or just use this link to go to:Dav Clark's eCult

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PLEASE DISTRIBUTE OR MODIFY IN WHATEVER MANNER YOU WISH America, you're in a fine pickle. You adorn your tailgates with "Support Our Troops" magnets. But America, that also makes you mad. Do you know where you're coming from? Christo will help you look at Central Park with The Gates. On his website, he calls The Gates "a democratic expression that Olmsted invoked when he conceived a '

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There is little time for explanation. On Saturday, February 12, you are invited to temporarily vandalize The Gates, by Christo and Jeanne Claude. The Gates do not make sense. But Christo and Jeanne Claude have $20 million that says it doesn't matter, including a $3 million donation to the city (more here). Besides, The Gates will be wonderful. Our country is now full of magnetic ribbons,

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A man hails me on the street. I say hello. He says, "What're you doing up here." "I live just down the street." "You should be down in the East Village. Ain't nobody up here but niggers, crackheads and prostitutes." "I like it here," say I, "You know Clinton's up here too." "Yeah. Nothing we can do about that." The woman in Harlem Vintage is trying to help us find a good house red for

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Some will claim that it was not a Year of Chaos that preceeded it. Some because they feel my life remained all in all pretty tame. Others because they feel that I should not call August 2003 - October 2004 a "year." Be that as it may, I'm now on a lease keeping me in Manhattan until exactly one year hence. Which, I feel, is cause for celebration. So do please come: 11 December 2004 A

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[UPDATE - Tom just measured the hallway. It is 11 fathoms long. (How long?)] So here I am, sitting in apartment 5C of 1845 Adam Clayton Powell, Jr. Blvd. It is unique in many ways. It is, for one, the largest apartment I have ever seen in Manhattan. But as far as uniqueness goes, it pales in comparison to the radical faerie houses, anarcho-syndicalist squat spaces, indian reservations

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That night I found myself in the bed of another woman, and she is happy to have me back when I need a place to stay. My life continues to mirror yours. But the world is a good friend to me. She was nurturing and kind, not demanding and expectant. I needed this. Even in my world, I felt fragile. The demands placed upon your strength... they are certainly beyond my power. The next morning

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I haven't gotten any of the jobs that held promise. The jobs I've had have cost more than they've paid. My releations with women have beenan exploration of the many varieties of folly. And, worst of all, I am continually beset by technical difficulties. Thus provisioned, I'm packing into my old Buick LeSabre, and heading to New York to Make it Big in the Big Apple. Which I've got to say is

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I'm headin' down to the Eastern Shore of Maryland, referred to as "The Outhouse of Maryland" by former Governor Schaefer! We gonna have us a pig roast up in th' grand style! Anyway, contact me if you're interested in joining me this Saturday during the afternoon for this fine event. Below is a promotional rap that I wrote for it: People listen and understand. Tom n' me getting nice, wit'

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So, I'm back now, and I've had many adventures. You can read about some of them on this other fine blog. I've gotten way tricked out with the israeli kung fu and am now certified to teach courses on stuff you've probably never considered doing. Like standing up with less effort. But the main thing for now is that I'm looking for a job. I have both a tech resume and an artsy visionary resume.

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There are so many things I'd like to write about but probably won't get around to. I'm sorry. For now I'm trying real hard to get this workshop up and awesome. Please help if you feel you can.

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Living in the Future So, I've been wandering around without a phone for a while now. Maybe you are one of the fine people that has suffered at this fact. Suffer no longer. When you dial 443-451-2677, your call will be transferred via highly trained gnomes to The Internet. And from now on, I'll try to keep The Internet up to date on how to find me. Anywhere I go with a broadband connection -

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NOTE - this post has been edited to remove the name of a person who does not wish to be associated with anything with the word "cult" in it's title.May 7-10 was the New England Feldenkrais celebration of Moshe's Centennial. We don't actually know when he was born, but we think we're close on this one. It's kind of like Christmas, except not based on a pagan holiday.But I digress.This weekend

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1 May 2004 Am I doing alright? Two nights ago, after rocking out with Vince, I got a ride to the DC Metro stop with our lead guitarist. The last downtown train apparently leaves college park a little after 11:30pm. Unfortunately for our hero, it was already after midnight. And my ride was long gone by the time we had come to this point of realization in the story. So, I resolved to get back

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So it's been 24 days since I didn't get a job and I told you all about it. Then I said I'd be writing more. Well, I guess I shouldn't have promised that. A great deal has happened since then. After wallowing around for a few days, the DC Congress of Jugglers came around. And I'm still a spiff enough juggler to be happy with myself. Although I'm certainly not as awesome as this guy, I can

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Winter, 2003 Cambridge, MA During some work for the Lowell House Opera, I lost one of my gloves. I'd say that I was actually more upset that the gloves had been rendered useless in their separation. The fact that I couldn't use them anymore was only a secondary annoyance. But then one day when I was buying a spare change newspaper, I saw that the guy was wearing only one glove. My glove. I

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It's amazing what a difference five minutes can make. I had the perfect job lined up, I was riding high. Then I went to talk to Dr. Hendler, my soon-to-be employer about it, and it turns out he's got $400,000 locked up in some kind of beaurocratic snafu. One of the many side-effects of this state of affairs is that there is no money to hire a programmer for the lab. I would have expected to

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This was originally written as an e-mail to Ginger Hoffman. We were talking about T-mobile's internet connection plan. She asked me where I was at. Eventually I'll have a sytem that let's me integrate portions of my correspondence seamlessly into my public presence, but for now it's command-C, command-V! Now I know and I'm ready to go. I'm lyrical, but don't get hysterical. My cell

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First off, let me just say that I had to leave at the butt crack of dawn from San Francisco. Now, I suppose I could have gotten up 1.5 hours earlier to ensure that I had time to wait around for the dryer to finish and make the bed again. But I just couldn't manage. Please don't let this negatively affect your decision as to whether or not I should be allowed to come stay with you some day,

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Meredith's Guest Post I completely forgot that I can post on this site. Dav got back to North America from his travels sometime around the end of February/beginning of March, and he stayed at my place in San Francisco for a few days. We cuddled while discussing the various things going on in our lives. He's going back to his parents in Maryland for a little while, the last I heard. I had to

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Susan Orlean, author of "The Orchid Theif" (which was made into per haps the most post-modern movie of all times - Adaptation) has written about the setting for this entry. She goes on in her rambling way that makes me think, "Hell, I could be a staff writer for The New Yorker." But when, 13 hours later, I've almost made it to the bottom of her article, I realize that I probably don't have her

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NEWS Dear god do I need cotton swabs! But anyway, I'm here in Pinang now. I experienced one of them crazy festivals, Tai Pusam. It was at the Batu Caves in Kuala Lumpur. You know the type, where the Hindus go into a trance and stick large hooks and steel rods through their bodies and they don't bleed or feel pain. Oh, and I got there at 4am, expecting to camp out and wait for it to start -

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I'm heading back soon. I have a lot to tell, but I'm not gong to type it up now. If you find a cheap turbo-diesel, preferably a mercedes, audi or VW, let me know. I would very much like one for starting work on my biodiesel dreams. Please consider getting yourself a FOAF file at the FOAF-a-matic Then let me know where you put the resulting file, and we'll start getting linked together. You

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23 Dec 2003 Molden, Australia So, I'm busy with other computer things and need to keep the RSI at bay, so I'm not writing much for you folk these days. But, I am on a permaculture farm run by a yoga guru. Her partner is a baker/auto mechanic/salvage carpenter. They have a fleet of Ford Fairlanes which have been largely converted to CNG. There is a goat. There are two cockatoos. I'm working

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19 Dec 2003 Castlemain, NSW, Oz OK - been writing still, but not publishing too soon... But in the meantime, here is my first stab at putting up pictures: http://homepage.mac.com/lancebright/PhotoAlbum1.html

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