Internal Dialog, Political Dialectic
Conversation overheard between the Left and Right sides of my brain:
LS: They say that to sell non-fiction, you need a platform. Do we have a platform?
RS: I think that’s a metaphor, actually.
LS: Actually, I think it’s a two-by-four, lots of them in fact, and double-headed nails, the better to set up and tear down easily.
RS: Hmmm, sounds like a flea market,
LS: Now there’s a metaphor, life as flea market.
RS: Yes, all too true; at least the food trucks are good… are you hungry?
LS: Yeah, let’s eat. Did you get salsa?
RS: I thought you did.
LS: Typical. When are you going to grow up?
RS: When are you going to chill out?
LS: Slut.
RS: Bitch.
LS: Rock.
RS: Paper.
LS: Scissors.
Kathleen Chapman are discussing. 
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Kathleen Chapman 4:30 pm on August 28, 2014 Permalink |
Let us dream that the left side of nearly everything shall prevail. The left leg is strong the right leg is weak and most recently since titanium arm replace the left arm is weak. Id like to be strong all over and that is where I walk. I am confused about the sequence of events on our life’s together. Do you remember dates from then? I
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hardie karges 9:12 am on August 29, 2014 Permalink |
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