Lauri’s Blog

Sweat

I want a man to sweat

Diesel bleeding from his pores
Knuckles curling on the floor
All the way to bed…

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The Creature (a poem)

just a li’l poem…

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Daddy issues

Overheard in the dressing room at my first club: “I never met a dancer who didn’t have daddy issues.”

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Some early memories

Children’s television in the 70s was funny… colorful… indulgent… comforting.

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January and other beginnings

I’ve just realized there’s nothing to keep me from mouthing off till I’m satisfied, here on my own bloody site.

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Saint Motel – Dear Dictator

This L.A. band is one of the best indie rock bands I’ve heard in years. I got a press release about them last spring, and I’ve been into them ever since. Hope I can catch a gig the next time I’m in L.A.

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I guess my smartphone is ok

Whenever I use it to surf the web or upload anything, I can’t help but consider what I might be sharing, and with whom…

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How Punk Rock Failed Me, Part Three

I used to go to the hardcore matinees at ABC No Rio and feel like a heretic, surrounded by true believers. Did these people know something I didn’t?

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How Punk Rock Failed Me, Part Two

What kind of anarchist enforces a secret handshake?

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How Punk Rock Failed Me, Part One

I was a misfit. I bought the whole rigmarole: I was supposed to enjoy what misfits enjoyed.

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