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Illness, Delays, Changes, and the Disappearing Month of May: A Self Interview

Well, let's just say that I have had a chastening opportunity kind of thrust upon me... an opportunity to re-evaluate myself and what I am doing with my life. I considered dropping Eclectica entirely. But after a little bit of soul-searching (and some discussions with my co-editor, who clearly has some say), I decided while I did need to re-prioritize, Eclectica should—needed to— go on.

Chris Lott

 

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If your editorial doesn't come in tonight (and I know you watched the game... I just had the Java scoreboard from nba.com up while I wrote mine), then you are the biggest, pudliest, cornball on this *planet*.

Tom Dooley

 

Jimmy

Jimmy had a big hate on for most folks, but he loved to play cards, and he was his friendliest when he played. Then would be the times he'd talk about escaping from the place, and heading to a better life where somebody loved him. We'd all say, "Yeah, yeah," and know he'd never go, though he was pretty bold in all other ways. Jimmy was a diabetic, and gave himself shots twice a day. His arms and thighs looked like he'd been a junkie 20 years.

Valentine Smith