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Possessed


Sun, Oct 29th, 2000
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Monday, October 30, 2000

Author Moritz Thomsen writes of his house in an Ecuadorian jungle: "At first it is infuriating to discover what is going on beneath your nose; the books rotted; the phonograph records green with mold . . . boots turning to penicillin . . . prints by Gauguin hanging wetly across the walls turning into hallucinations by Max Ernst. . . . But underneath this rage there is something else; I can feel a mystic and highly complicated--what? It is a kind of satisfaction, a kind of acceptance that I feel with the destruction of my possessions."

My house has more rooms than I thought. One room leads to another. Each room contains possessions I have forgotten about: clothes, dishes, photographs, books, beds, tables and couches. Each room contains a walk-in closet with more possessions. I have to sort through these possessions, but I can't make any headway and my mother is watching me.

This dream has almost played itself out in real life. Three years ago, a big wind blew some shingles off our workshop. We patched the resulting leaks thinking we would soon return to make permanent repairs. As time went by, we had various excuses for not starting what we knew would mean re-roofing the entire shop. In the meantime, our patches failed and we shoved the problem to the backs of our minds, which, of course, gave rise to dreams of rooms, possessions and guilt.

Last summer, my husband fixed the leaks by installing metal roofing. When that was done, we began to work on the shop's interior. The ceiling was in tatters; paneling hung down in chunks; pink fiberglass insulation with black paper backing hung down in strips like giant batwings. Bats slept in nooks and crannies. Mouse feces covered everything, including Art's rusting tools. The drawers contained nests and raccoon tracks
appeared along the walls.

First, we sorted through our possessions in the loft, which stretches over half of the shop. Art also did some preliminary testing of his tools, finding most of them salvageable. The loft contained canning supplies I hadn't touched for ten years, a rotting rocking chair, nests made out of fabric scraps, a broken table and mirror, glass that we saved for window repair, oak and cherry lumber, some of it savable, a desk, two bicycles, two porta-potties, a bookcase full of woodworking supplies, a large painting of a very gloomy man and more.

After completing this job, we had a shamefully large heap of trash .....
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Just a Juicy Little Tidbit

Sun, Oct 29th, 2000
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Monday, October 16, 2000

"Whatís this?" One of the two teenaged boys impatiently thrusts an open plastic margarine tub in my face. "We found it out in the woods just lying on the ground coming back from our tree stands." At the bottom of their ..... 
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Election year notes

Sun, Oct 29th, 2000
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Monday, October 30, 2000

Like everybody else Iíve got a case of election year fatigue, but in spite of that Iím finding a bit of perverse enjoyment in observing the whole spectacle. Say what you want about the shallow, unqualified and intellec ..... 
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Halloween Goat Stories

Sun, Oct 29th, 2000
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Monday, October 23, 2000

October is Pork Month so I would like to use this opportunity to talk about goats. I might as well confess that I have not known a goat in any particularly meaningful way. From what I hear about goats, it is possible t ..... 
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A revolutionary idea

Sun, Oct 29th, 2000
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Monday, October 9, 2000

"Are you going to watch the debates tonight?" someone asked me last Tuesday.

"No, I don't have a dog in that fight," I responded, using a George Bush, Sr. analogy for "No, I'm not going to watch the debates."
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Advice to a young man & A couple of things Iím not so sure about

Sun, Oct 29th, 2000
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Monday, October 23, 2000

I will begin by telling you that I am seventy-five years of age and that I am a recovering workaholic. I have been in a recovery program for the last fifty five years. I want you to understand that it is not easy for m ..... 
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Journal Profile # 80

Sun, Oct 29th, 2000
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Name: John Goutcher
Home: Preston
Age: 60
Profession: Retired High School Educator/Administrator
Family: Wife Shirley, Son
Jeff, Daughter Jennifer
Personal Hero: Moses, he took a large grou ..... 
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Cranberry Relish Salad

Sun, Oct 29th, 2000
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1 package (3 oz.) strawberry gelatin
1 cup boiling water
1/2 cup orange juice concentrate
1 package (12 oz.) fresh or frozen cranberries, chopped
1 medium apple, peeled and chopped
1-1/2 cups sugar
1/2 cup chopped pecans

In ..... 
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10/30/00

Sun, Oct 29th, 2000
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Max, Maxxximum, Madcap, Cartoon, Food for thought, Fud 4 thot
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