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The Virginia Hall of Fame

September 1, 2010
By Freakmaster
The Virginia Hall of Fame

Virginia was the bad girl…the junior high bad girl who occupied a special niche in school culture. There could only be one Virginia because it took such unbelievable balls to beĀ  the junior high school bad girl, so nearly all the other girls fell back into their familiar roles of ‘unpopular’, ‘popular’, ‘pretty and knew it’, ‘smart and knew it’, ‘fading into the woodwork’, ‘quasi-normal’, etc. But the position of ‘bad girl’ meant that you had to be a complete amalgamation of all these standard roles and then top it off with ‘daring’. Bad girl ‘daring’ incorporated such bravado,...
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Father’s Day: The Sequel

June 20, 2010
By Freakmaster
Father’s Day: The Sequel

It’s odd that on this particular Father’s Day, after feeling the short-shrift the majority of my life, I’m strangely released from the sadness of my paternal upbringing (if you can even call it that). Maybe I’ve just hashed the living prose out of it...
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Still A Stranger

February 17, 2010
By Freakmaster
Still A Stranger

With each passing hour, I get more protective of my time and, more precisely, how other people sometimes waste it. I do not like this from anyone but from dysfunctional family members it nearly turns me criminal. Time wasted dealing with the narcissistic, selfish...
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The Sliding Scale

February 4, 2010
By Freakmaster
The Sliding Scale

When we’re young our thought processes don’t include much personal maintenance. Youth doesn’t have to think about eventual degradation because, for the most part, every thing’s in working order and body parts can still take a fair amount of abuse without something falling off...
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Stranger in a Strange Land

January 8, 2010
By Freakmaster
Stranger in a Strange Land

For the most part, I do not understand any families that I’m associated with. They often seem like foreign countries with agendas and a language that is, well, foreign to me. They hide things from me that they think I shouldn’t know or create...
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Speak, Pal, Speak To Santa!

December 18, 2009
By Freakmaster
Speak, Pal, Speak To Santa!

By the fourth grade I should have known better. I should have known that I was going to take my lumps for hanging onto Santa Claus the way I did but, damn, I’m nothing if not dogged in my point of view and that...
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The Raymond Primer

November 26, 2009
By Freakmaster
The Raymond Primer

Raymond, among the many middle-class families in our extended neighborhood, was very poor indeed. One look at the disheveled exterior of his house, crying out for the touch of a paint brush and a weed whacker, and you could see that not only was...
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Bonfire of the Families

November 16, 2009
By Freakmaster
Bonfire of the Families

When I was growing up in the ’50′s and ’60′s, environmental concerns weren’t on the average person’s radar and, in fact, Rachel Carlson’s ground breaking 1962 book, Silent Spring, was the only serious look at pollution and was primarily concerned with the use of...
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Solitary Definement

November 4, 2009
By Freakmaster
Solitary Definement

After years of assessing my strengths and weaknesses, there’s no doubt I’m a highly distractable person. What would that be in today’s coded vernacular…HDP? I’m sure if I were in high school now, psychologists would be breaking it all down into a neat little...
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