The Bohemian Experiment

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Edgar Whiteburn Makes A Stand

Posted by beckert10 on March 10, 2010

Edgar Whiteburn was fond of mundane tasks which didn’t require him to question the deeper questions in life. One day he saw an ad for a model plane in a magazine and, thinking it might suit him, ordered one for the modest price of $49.98. It arrived 11 days later.
During those eleven days he imagined the new hobby taking shape: sitting at his desk with a bright reading light, controlling the shaking of his hands as he carefully fit the pieces together, the smell of the model paint, applying the decals. He was already sitting in satisfaction at a job well done, his study steadily filling up with fighter jets, bombers, cargo planes-maybe he’d even branch out into cars, trains, ships. It was good to have such a hobby he thought, even divine. Read the rest of this entry »

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The Babysitter

Posted by beckert10 on June 20, 2009

Thailand 092(2)

Despite being the dominant species on the planet, it takes a long time before a person is able to do much of anything.  Deer and horse can run an hour after birth.  Crocodiles and sharks are left to fend for themselves immediately.  Sea turtles must run a gauntlet of predators and battle pounding surf as soon as they take their first breath.  Human offspring, however, are utterly helpless the first few years of life.  Perhaps this is the reason a child’s scream is so earsplitting.  The inability to do anything for themselves is made up for by a voice that leaves no doubt something is needed. Read the rest of this entry »

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The Lost City

Posted by beckert10 on June 20, 2009

Namibia 330

“The drugs! Ditch the drugs! He’s coming!”
I chuck cans of beer into the brackish water, seize Pete’s bag and prepare to throw it as well.
“What are you doing man? Take it easy!”
“You goddamn hippy! This is your fault!”
Hunter has no reaction. He expressionlessly pilots the boat via his position in the back next to the outboard motor. We’re in the middle of a small lake that the river we navigated down empties into. Read the rest of this entry »

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Touch Up

Posted by beckert10 on June 20, 2009

Boston 128

I measure from the top to the bottom of the stairwell and scribble something in my notepad. “Just a moment, please,” I tell the homeowner, “just gonna run out to the car and make the final calculations.”
Outside in my black sedan I fire up a joint. After a little more sketching I come up with a price of $3,269. I’m confident the figure doesn’t sound like it was just pulled out of thin air. Read the rest of this entry »

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