“the free soul is rare, but you know it when you see it – basically because you feel good, very good, when you are near or with them.”

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Wake up Dakota !

Dakota my boxer/ greyhound, four legged, shinny coat, weight watching best friend sleeps a little later than most dogs (she dosent like to be called a dog. She’s the roommate), and hogs all of the pillow. This is a 7 night a week affair, sometimes she sneaks a nap in during the day with me. She’s a big girl weighing in at 80 lbs and 3 feet tall when on all fours ! And boy is it hard to wake her up. Sometimes I have to shake her and say her name as loud as I can before she finally opens her eyes and yawns like a teenager who’s getting ready for school in the morning. Then without standing up she stretches her legs, do a slight wag of the tail and comes in for the morning kiss (with morning breath). She proceeds her teenager act by slugging her self up and out of bed stretching and making her way to the kitchen, ready for breakfast. Thank-you for waking up Dakota.


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Clearly he’s no saint, but I have a passion for this man

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I have a crush on Charles Bukowski!

Some people never go crazy. What truly horrible lives they must lead.”
Charles Bukowski

August 16, 1920 – March 9, 1994 Rest in Peace to the man whom may have possibly been the love of my life. Had I been around during his lifetime! I remember when I first stumbled upon this magnificent creature; I had never before been so impressed and seduced by a work of literature. It was love at first sight. Charles Bukowski, born as Heinrich Karl Bukowski in Andernach, Germany, to Heinrich Bukowski and Katharina, what blessed parents they are, is a German-born American poet and novelist stole the heart of an all-African-American girl. His work is marked by an importance on the ordinary lives of “poor” Americans, the act of writing, alcohol, relationships with women and the grind of work. My love, Bukowski wrote thousands of poems, hundreds of short stories and six novels, ultimately publishing over sixty books, so far I have only read two. I’m a hopeless romantic with my nose stuck somewhere between amongst the work of Charles Bukowski.