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	<title>THE BLOG OF SECRETS...</title>
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	<description>IT'S ALL ABOUT ME AND YOU...</description>
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		<title>JIMMY NYPD-pencil, paper; I drew his portrait just weeks prior to 911</title>
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		<link>http://salted7s.wordpress.com/2008/08/13/jimmy-nypd-pencil-paper-i-drew-his-portrait-just-weeks-prior-to-911/</link>
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		<title>DID U KNOW OSCAR WILDE?</title>
		<description><![CDATA[THESE WHIMS OF MINE + FOND MEMORIES OF GROOVY EXPERIENCES 3 YEARS AGO AT PLAYA DEL FUEGO; AH, SUCH SWEET DELIGHTS&#8230;
Darlings, climb inside your WAY BACK MACHINE &#38; pack an overnight bag; we&#8217;re on a mission: TO DEFEND YOUR REPUTATION!  Set the dial to the year 1895, destination?  The Marquis of Queensbury.  Mindset?  Assisting famed [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=salted7s.wordpress.com&blog=4400626&post=37&subd=salted7s&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
		<link>http://salted7s.wordpress.com/2008/08/04/did-u-know-oscar-wilde/</link>
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		<title>SWEET LITTLE ORANGE MUG!</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Sweet little orange mug, fingers immersed themselves into lustful lonliness&#8230;The thumb waited for you amongst angelic circling creamy thoughts floating atop of your liquidized terminal trust, you sweet little orange mug, you. No wonder your skin swelled &#38; became sore! To be so still, sit upright with intentions of posturizing your life, all the while [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=salted7s.wordpress.com&blog=4400626&post=33&subd=salted7s&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
		<link>http://salted7s.wordpress.com/2008/08/04/sweet-little-orange-mug/</link>
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		<title>YOU MIGHT DIG ON THESE THOUGHTS&#8230;</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Hmm&#8230;  Yet again (upon reflection of the past 10 years of my existence) I have found myself stinking of testorserone, falling into an isolation tank made with my own hands out of whatever remaining brain cells treading cerebral liquids within my skull &#38; litterally am disconnected from any meaningfull female relationship.  I NEED SOME FUCKIN&#8217; [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=salted7s.wordpress.com&blog=4400626&post=30&subd=salted7s&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
		<link>http://salted7s.wordpress.com/2008/08/04/you-might-dig-on-these-thoughts/</link>
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		<title>UNTITLED FOR A GOD DAMN GOOD REASON SO READ ON MOTHER FUCKERS!</title>
		<description><![CDATA[SO IT GOES
IF YOU&#8217;RE CRUEL TO A WOMAN.
BUT-
PAMPER HER.
SHE PUFFS WITH CONCEIT.
YOU DON&#8217;T SUIT HER FANCY,
HER RAGE CAN&#8217;T BE BEAT.
REPROVE HER, SHE CRIES,
AND PHILANDER-BEFORE YOUR EYES,
TWO SPROUTING HORNS
OF JEALOUSY ARISE.
BUT-
JUST KNOCK HER OFF
AND SHE&#8217;LL HAUNT YOU
SURE ENOUGH.
A WOMAN IS A FEARFUL THING-
THOUGH WE CAN&#8217;T DO WITHOUT THEM,
BEST TAKE CARE, BEST
TAKE CARE-
A WOMAN IS A FEARFUL [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=salted7s.wordpress.com&blog=4400626&post=28&subd=salted7s&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
		<link>http://salted7s.wordpress.com/2008/08/04/untitled-for-a-god-damn-good-reason-so-read-on-mother-fuckers/</link>
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		<title>HERE&#8217;S ANOTHER ONE*OF*MY*ISMS&#8217; FOR YOU ALL TO HELP ME DECIPHER:</title>
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It&#8217;s Saturday.  Nothing.  Got absolutely nada.  Would really dig bringing fields of blooming daises, vibrating colors galore, fresh onion grass, gnats teasing to ruin such a nice spring day, those billowing white seed transporters that effortlessly sail thru salty humid air promising your deepest wishes to be granted if you dare to pick it&#8217;s feathery [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=salted7s.wordpress.com&blog=4400626&post=26&subd=salted7s&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
		<link>http://salted7s.wordpress.com/2008/08/04/heres-another-oneofmyisms-for-you-all-to-help-me-decipher/</link>
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		<title>FROZEN MENTALITIES</title>
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THE NEXT DAY&#8230;  
(for exactly who needs these words)



A disinterested rapist of pig-tails and school girl kilts
Telephoned his addictions; 
His voice? 
A whisper of a forgotten thought.
Continuing to argue with crayon scribbles 
Arguing within his head while
Smashing cravings for veins 
Filled with chemical delights.
This man despises being with himself.
This man yearns for falsehoods of sanity; 
Only to cringe when the phone [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=salted7s.wordpress.com&blog=4400626&post=24&subd=salted7s&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
		<link>http://salted7s.wordpress.com/2008/08/04/frozen-mentalities/</link>
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		<title>LACE FUCKING LACE FUCKING LACE FUCKING LACE FUCKING LACE</title>
		<description><![CDATA[LACE. DO YOU HAVE ANY LACE? I DO. HAND ME DOWNS; SOME DONE BY SEWING MACHINE, MOST HAND SEWN. 
TODAY I WOKE UP FROM MISTY DREAMS OF LACE. I FELT CALM. FOR THE FIRST TIME IN A VERY LONG TIME I WOKE UP AND KNEW EXACTLY WHAT I WAS GOING TO BE DOING FOR MY ENTIRE [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=salted7s.wordpress.com&blog=4400626&post=22&subd=salted7s&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
		<link>http://salted7s.wordpress.com/2008/08/04/lace-fucking-lace-fucking-lace-fucking-lace-fucking-lace/</link>
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		<title>AN ODE TO TONY SNOW</title>
		<description><![CDATA[AN ODE TO TONY SNOW&#8230;
(a short one at that; apologizes to The New York Times)
He did the White House beat&#8230;
Was not bad for a Republican; wasn&#8217;t too radical one way or the other.
So he cruised the Centrist greet&#8230;
Even those whom did not like him
Accepted his editorial political whims.
He did the cancer dance
And squashed it&#8230;
But the [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=salted7s.wordpress.com&blog=4400626&post=20&subd=salted7s&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
		<link>http://salted7s.wordpress.com/2008/08/04/an-ode-to-tony-snow/</link>
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		<title>AH WHATEVER&#8230;</title>
		<description><![CDATA[ 
HERE’S A QUICKIE!
CHECK IT&#8230;
 
Are you a secret slob? Is the domain in which you reside a chaotic collection of dust bunnies, piles of clothes that you haven&#8217;t been able to fit into for more than one year, newspapers, private fetish magazines rippled from water damage and too much usage, crusty damp furniture, closets filled to [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=salted7s.wordpress.com&blog=4400626&post=18&subd=salted7s&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
		<link>http://salted7s.wordpress.com/2008/08/03/ah-whatever/</link>
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