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      <pubDate>Thu, 06 Sep 2007 07:19:51 -0700</pubDate>
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      <pubDate>Thu, 06 Sep 2007 07:18:49 -0700</pubDate>
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      <pubDate>Thu, 29 Mar 2007 10:06:34 -0700</pubDate>
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      <pubDate>Thu, 29 Mar 2007 03:19:41 -0700</pubDate>
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      <title>Mmmmm, Copper. </title>
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      <description><![CDATA[Whenever I get really cold, like really really cold, for some reason I taste copper. It's more like electrified copper. As though I licked the top of a copper-plated 9 volt battery. So whenever it's hot outside, like really really hot, I get the craving for copper. It's like, "damn, it's hot out here, I want some copper!"]]></description>
      <pubDate>Sun, 29 Jul 2007 14:33:37 -0700</pubDate>
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      <title>Towards the Dead City. </title>
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      <description><![CDATA[I awake in a vacant lot that's fenced-in, trash-strewn and overgrown with weeds. It's an hour before sundown, or maybe just a few minutes after sunrise. The lot is flanked by two abandoned buildings whose redbrick façades have crumbled past the second floor. I can smell the coming of rain. The clouds that choke the sky are heavy with water, like tears welled up in the eyes, refusing to fall. I crawl through a hole in the fence and stand on the sidewalk. Abandoned buildings and rusted cars as far as the eye can see. 

It becomes clear to me that I'm the last living soul on earth. This realization is not followed by fear or sorrow, but a feeling of profound relief.  I realize now that without anyone around to doubt me, I can do whatever I want. Even fly. My stomach clenches with the feeling of being in free fall, but I'm flying. Slowly flying. Higher now, I can see the Manhattan skyline in the distance. The plate-glass flesh has fallen from a sky scraper to reveal its steel skeleton. Buildings are bruised with deep-green Kudzu vines. Giant Sequoia trees stab up through the concrete. Thunder echoes in the distance. My mind is empty as I fly towards the dead city. 


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      <pubDate>Mon, 18 Jun 2007 08:25:24 -0700</pubDate>
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      <title>See you in the Funny-Pages</title>
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      <description><![CDATA[I once thought I could generate an electric field with my mind. Seriously. When I was in High-school, I learned that with the power of my thoughts, I could induce a strange sensation, like a cloud of electricity hovering around my head and fizzling up and down my skin. I would watch as the hairs on my arm stood on-end. It was quite odd. I could do it by imagining a ball of static-electricity growing inside my mind. I figured the sensation had to be accompanied by some sort of physical manifestation (Ie. An Electric field) but after much experimentation with volt-meters and galvometers in my school lab, I learned that the only physical manifestation was goose-bumps. Yeah, turns out I'd learned how to give myself goose-bumps on cue. But I've researched this, and to my knowledge I am the only person on the planet who has this ability.

 

I also have a something akin to Spider-man's "spidey-sense". I can always tell when someone is about to rob me. It's happened more times than I care to admit and each time, I saw it coming from a mile away. Before they even pull their gun or knife or even approach me, I know it's going to happen. It's nothing uncanny, really. After a careful examination of the phenomenon, I realized that it was just a natural ability to read body-language. Unfortunately, since I can't dodge bullets or anything, once I see it coming, I can't actually do anything about it.

 

My little brother and sister have called these abilities super powers. But since my "super powers" are essentially useless, if I were a superhero, I guess I'd have to be called UselessMan. Next stop, League of Ordinary Gentlemen. ]]></description>
      <pubDate>Thu, 29 Mar 2007 11:32:46 -0700</pubDate>
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