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What a truly grand essay! (Running Away)You had me smiling, and remembering, all the way through. I have found out through a long zig-sagging life, which somehow wound up on course inspite of my misdirections, that there is definitely a time to run--for all those reasons you mention-- and then there are times you have to stay and fight. The sad part I've found is that the "Dougies" in my life are all dead and gone from car accidents, alcohol, drowning, drug addiction, lung cancer and suicide, 10, 20, 30 years ago. Not a cheery thought, but true none-the-less, and I still miss them and the freedom they chose.

I LOVED your Grand Canyon piece. I'm right with you on the detachment/depression world as co-created illusion themes...

I love this (Write. Exercise. Shower.) David. And I REALLY needed to read this now. I think it was Betsy Lerner who wrote, "Writer's are a lumpy bunch. They have butts in places where butts usually aren't." Aside from, "I give this a year at best," I've never tried out my own mantra.

You've got a lot of another essays to write...

Hot F$#@&(^ Damn! I love this piece. It wanders and I wonder where we are going but I love the ride. And Golly! Gee Whiz! Mr. Wizard. I understand the free fall but how does that work with Total World Domination? I hope that women are allowed to use the male affirmations in similar situations.

While you looked into the abyss, it looked back into you. We hear the mutterings of our past, try to understand the low persistent murmuring of those dulled voices. Thanks for a glimpse into David. When we look into the mirror, the trick is to remmber the image is reversed; it is easy enough to belive that the reflection is the reality, for it looks like us. Is it? Is it really? "Man has lived a million years, and still he kills."--Don van Vliet, aka Capt. Beefheart

The bumper sticker essay was hilarious and Diamonds Are Forever And So Is Silly Putty was so right on! I may be chastised by my sisters of the world but, I feel the same way! Consume This!-can our society get any more materialistic? I hope not! It's All Good, so descriptive, I was there! Step-Dad In Training, beautiful! I could be wrong but, I don't think I was wasting my time going through the archives. LOL... The poem I wrote:

David's Essays

I'm late, going to the store,
but, find myself saying, just one more.
I'm glad I found David's site,
he expresses himself in black and white.
I can feel his love and wonder of Jack
and his sense of humor knows no lack.
A little sarcasm in a soul, who is deep,
his defense, so he won't weep.
I have to go now, but I'll be back,
you have a new fan, that's a fact!

A few minor points: the Atlantic coast will only get to the Appalachian Mountains, the soccer mom would be texting her husband to call in the pizza order while HE was driving home, and the Russians only need the formula for ice in July, nature provides it free to them most of the rest of the year. Get some pain killers from your GP, and get well soon. Good piece, post more...

1. I think people have way more than 2 things in common, but I suppose that's immaterial for the purposes of the essay. However, I tend to stop and ponder as I try to bolster my opinion.

2. Ditto in re humans being the only critters that think.

3. If I were writing this from my.2 point of view, I would say that Me.2 is the one always present. Me is seldom present and is just along for the ride ( or, as you say, to provide the ride). And why doesn't anyone explain this to children so they don't think they're crazy when they mature enough to observe this phenomenon? I went years thinking I was a lunatic.

David—I loved this (Owning Up). I so agree with you—but heck, I do want to own. Maybe it is because the word, "own" is too close to the word, "won." as in..."I won! I won!" er, I mean, I won.....I miss talking to you, but glad I get to read ya.

I have had the wall of water dream, and heard the crashing wave sound, and been petrified, although sometimes it sounds like wind rushing in my ears or the rustling of leaves.

What fun! I too have honed some of your remember-my-dreams techniques (though I waited til mom had out-grown me and I only had to contend with myself.) I love your humor and spirituality and particularly the warmth I sense. You've already inspired me to be more myself. Thanks for that.

"Yo, loved hearing about Miss Surrey. I remember her. . . her endless kvetching. . . her OCD. . . We "should" all aspire to be welcomed into the bossom of Mz. Metaphor, without whom, we'd be adrift in space without a life support system."

"I just read your Running Away story and loved it. I always appreciate authors who can tweak a point of view like this. I’m a big fan of this type of writing. I also loved the subtext of the article, which I think was about this war, and how people say pulling out, surrendering, or whatever, is immoral and weak. I always thought that was a ton of shit.

Your story really got me to thinking about running away versus confronting, and it occurred to me, after reading your examples of how people run away, that maybe, there’s no such thing as either. Because when you run away from something, you are confronting something else. Take your example of playing hooky. Yes, you are running away from school, but at the very same time, you are running toward the truant officer, and all that means. When you get married you are running away from the sadness and loneliness of single life and running toward the sadness and loneliness of married life.

It’s a bit of a stretch I know, but It’s interesting to consider. Either way, I loved the story and appreciate it a great deal."

"I like your 'schtuff.' Your writing is fabulous! I especially liked your blog on bumper stickers. Your list of potential bumper stickers is hilarious! And your hijira to San Diego had me in stitches.Thank you for getting my day started laughing!

"I'm a-likin' that rant. I want to use the phrase "would give a hundred rat's asses" sometime soon. That rant will resonate with many, not just angst-ridden self-centered navel gazers such as myself. And, yeah, what's with those meditation peeple? I never got that. I kept nodding through this rant. People, people who need people, are the normal-est people in the wooooorld.

I came across one of your inspired ramblings while doing some research on air horns. Yes I know it can’t always be a purposeful life. What I really want to know is, what does Erin look like and have you asked her out yet? I could not stop reading and went through four or five essays before I started to look for books you wrote, are you published? I have not laughed that hard since I first discovered Carl Hiaasen, and I’m rapidly working my way through his collection. Thanks again for the laughs, as I always say, “it's difficult being the one who knows better.”

G.B. Shaw put 'complexer' in the mouth of Don Juan, in Hell, in his "Man and Superman." Grudge holding is sillier than anger. It only hurts the holder, and affects the object of it not one jot.

Good point. (Grudge Holding Letter Bombing Shit Listers) If only there were an easy way to stop being angry. Oddly enough, it's still rather difficult even when you realize how silly it is. Also, is 'complexer' a word? :)

A very heartfelt story. (Plot Points) I have identified with that at diefferent times in my life at different points -- you know, automatic spell-check might be a good thing when one is in "Professional" mode, but not so useful when one might be chanelling one's dead relative.

I have yet to become what I would consider "successful". I am still working on it - in New England. I hope to retire in Scotland someday. If I get what i need, it will be comfortable. If I get what I want I will be able to invite my other successful friends to come visit. If I get what I deserve....I will, at least, make it over over one more time.

I read your essay (Death to America) in my English class and found it incredibly interesting. My friend and I full-heartedly agree. When I brought it up with my father, he agreed and used me as an example for the fact that Americans revel in fake death. Naturally I denied it until he used September 11th as an example of how I'm so desensitized to death because I revel in the fake stuff. Now I've got to get working on the persuasive essay I'm writing on your persuasive essay!

I came across your piece on Tai Chi. I enjoyed it so much I looked for more writing by you and read a couple more. I love your insight and your wry humour. I am English, living in Australia, and it is commonly said that Americans don't understand irony. You obviously do, and I enjoy it enormously! Happy writing.

I hate it when I come upon a site like yours that could keep me up all night (which isn't often, by the way). All the Children is a powerful story. I'll be back!

I couldn't agree with you more (re: Failing to Write). The right to fail should be guaranteed in the Constitution. Or perhaps it is (I'm not sure; I failed to read it). I love your work. You always make me laugh. One of these days I'm going to head south for an anti-social...

Subject: getting enough essay

There is no pizza on my roof, however, there is a gigantic hamburger in my driveway.

I liked your story, Getting Enough.

About those pizzas on the roof, does pizza on the hood count?

Two boxes sitting on the hood of a car, which was running! Nobody inside, nobody around. I slid them off and jumped into my car, just in time to hear a delivery boy hollering HEY!!!!!! I sped off and left skid marks, up the street, quick left, quick right down the alley, Cramming pizza into our my mouth, hurry, eat the evidence! Screeching into the parking lot of the gigantic welfare apartments. Jump out, through the breezeway, jumping hurdle-like over a hedge diving into someone's back yard. Collapsed there laughing pepperoni breath.

That was the last time I ever drank Tequila. :)

I have read your assay All the Children , so sad. Any how, well written. I am from peru and I am not good in english but I love to write poems and stories so this email is just for saying "continue follow your dreams that is the only way to feel happyness and to share it with the world."

I'm just checking in to tell you that your stuff is still great and I loved the piece on dancing and I especially loved the piece entitled "Why Obituaries Read Like Novel Plots" except although I read "plots" I think "plotz" which has more of a connection to death, i.e. obituaries. It matters not.

I hope your life is good, that you are happy, always happy, and that you still remember me, the little blip on your radar a while back... I figure no matter what it's always nice to know that someone thinks you're hot.

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