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Month: April 2021
90s- NULL. 10 year anniversary
Sharing a spoken word poem I wrote 10 years ago. A piece by R. Cam on the latest “Ghost Jail” podcast gave me a feel of cadence and style so I wanted to revisit this. Nelson Mandela, Newt Gingrich, NirvanaThe dot.com boom, Tomagachi swoon,Bush War 1, the storm of deserts…
Bob the Pedo English Teacher of Chengdu
Here’s an excerpt from my novel Laowhy? On the topic of filth and debauchery, we come to a more unfortunate category of English teachers that plague the continent of Asia. Here we have the 35-60 something balding White men who settle down in a new Asian country after pissing off…
The twitter game
Play the twitter game for fame they said. Write, repeat, re-tweet, like and the fans will flock and peep. They will peep what you have to write and maybe your website to follow your insight. It’s slow going but I’m playing the game. This is the 3rd crack at it…