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Oct.19.2012
Sehr geehrte Frau M. Barkey,
I’m writing to you because I want to make sure you know that you never actually taught any German in that class about twenty years ago. All you did was tell us to read the book and cram vocabulary words. You happily handed out bad grades and scoffed off comments...
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May.13.2011
Reflections on Pamela Zoline's "The Heat Death of the Universe"
This is the kind of story that only comes around once. Like the chaos of the universe. Once it’s started, there’s nothing to stop it. Certainly there are other more profound works. Some tomes full of whole worlds created...
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Mar.17.2011
It's always easier to think of those things that were a tragic loss. Where letting go was not easy. Like that balloon when I was five. The one that my brother convinced me would be so much cooler to see floating up into the sky and becoming a tiny dot before disappearing in the atmosphere. Long...
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Feb.25.2011
Okay, so I’ve been lax or lazy or whatever about writing these blog entries. I won’t use my move to Germany as an excuse, or the fact that my wife is nearly nine months pregnant and has been confined to bed since January. That’s no reason to miss every Friday deadline. But now I’m inspired...
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Dec.21.2010
After thinking it over this year, and considering between an iPod Holo, and an extra Petabyte of storage in my noggin, I went for the good old fashioned Neo-Underoos. The ones where you take on the powers of the superhero you’re wearing that night. At least in your dreams. Some subatomic...
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Dec.13.2010
RedRoom Blog12/09/2010
North, South, East or West
In school they taught us – Never Eat Shredded Wheat – a mnemonic device that was easy for us kids to remember, since what children do you know who like that stringy cardboard-tasting breakfast? The kind that grandfathers eat, along with oatmeal...
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Sep.04.2010
Crownsville, MD - September 7, 1981
Labor Day usually signifies the end of summer here in the US. When I transport myself back to what that meant as a kid – trying to spend as much time as I could outside shooting BB guns, chasing frogs, playing catch, before school gathered us into the dreary hems...
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Aug.06.2010
It's afternoon. I'm walking across the fields below hippie hill. Kids with tattoos and dogs ask me if I want some nuggets. One kid, his goatee, Ray Bans and 49ers cap anonymizing him rides by me on a BMX, smelling heavily of weed. The fields are full of people of all ages, playing hooky from...
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Aug.03.2010
My first memory comes from one of a series of diluted memories that would have been my first post, but got deleted by my itchy "Q" finger. In the original post I went on about how my dad worked for the NSA and we were moved to this crazy listening outpost in northern England and...
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Aug.02.2010
This was supposed to be my first post. And I guess it still is. But I had a gigantic post all ready. Wrote it right in here. Then I decided to copy it and paste it into my text editor just in case I lost it. Clicked on Command-A, to select all, and my browser quit on me. Okay, I admit, I probably...
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About Allan
Allan is the creator of the magazine, Fog-eared, a weekly online comic strip, Metalepsy, and some short films.
Now he is translating German screenplays that are meant for English speaking productions, and seeking representation for his first kids' story. In...
Allan’s Favorite Books
Of Mice and Men, The Catcher in the Rye (G-ddammit), Flatland, Midnight's Children, Slouching Towards Bethlehem, The Confessions of Max Tivoli, The Amazing...