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Aug 11, 2012
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A lot of people leave Arkansas and most of them come back sooner or later. They can’t quite achieve escape velocity. I expect it’s much the same everywhere.
— Charles Portis, The Dog of the South

Feb 07, 2012
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“Loss.png” by Kate Beaton

Update: Kate took the comic down:


  Sorry friends, took the comic down for now, parents worried some people would think it’s making fun just because it’s a comic. Small town.

“Loss.png” by Kate Beaton

Update: Kate took the comic down:

Sorry friends, took the comic down for now, parents worried some people would think it’s making fun just because it’s a comic. Small town.

Nov 03, 2011
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Oct 20, 2011
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Oct 03, 2011
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October is the season for returning: the bowels of youth are yearning with lost love.
— Thomas Wolfe, Of Time and the River (via Henry Rollins)

Jul 28, 2011
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Knockemstiff is about 13 miles west of Chillicothe, Ohio, which is southern Ohio. When I was a kid, it was claustrophobic for me. I was one of those kids - I was always unsatisfied. I always wanted to be somebody else and somewhere else. And so from a very early age, I was thinking about escaping from the holler. I really didn’t get out. That’s the weird contradiction — I wanted to escape, and then when I finally got my chance or whatever I chose to stay.
— Donald Ray Pollock in his terrific Fresh Air interview (I grew up about 20 miles from Chillicothe — most of my family on my mom’s side still lives there.)

Jul 07, 2011
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Knock Knock

Smog, “Let’s Move To The Country,” off Knock Knock (1999)

“Let’s move to the country
Just you and me

My travels are over
My travels are through

Let’s move to the country
Just me and you”

cf. Jonathan Richman’s “City Vs. Country.”

(Source: amajor7)

Jul 05, 2011
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Everybody Knows This Is Nowhere

Neil Young, “Everybody Knows This Is Nowhere,” off Everybody Knows This Is Nowhere (1969)

I hate hate hate hate hate hate hate living in Texas in the summer.

Every time I think about back home
It’s cool and breezy
I wish that I could be there right now
Just passing time.

Everybody seems to wonder
What it’s like down here
I gotta get away from this day-to-day running around,
Everybody knows this is nowhere.

Summer always makes me think of this song. One of my very favorite records. $6 on Amazon.

(Source: senseofdoubt)

May 10, 2011
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3eanuts: August 5, 1960 — see The Complete Peanuts 1959-1962

3eanuts: August 5, 1960 — see The Complete Peanuts 1959-1962

Dec 26, 2010
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…the indignity of being observed…
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