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inspired by rob parrish and his "next to heaven" videolettes, i plan to create a daily audio diary of my morning musings.
for now it's about squirrels. maybe next month, it will be about nietzsche or bunnies.

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Amazing Graceland

Submitted by Michael Merino on Thu, 02/21/2008 - 12:32.

A Memphis meditation on fame, fatalism, and the embarrassment of riches.
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34. i wasn’t going to tell you

Submitted by Michael Merino on Wed, 11/07/2007 - 14:06.

“i wasn’t going to tell you –“
“i already know,” said the squirrel.
“know what?” i asked.

“gore got the nobel.”
with consolation i remarked,
“only half a nobel,” i added.
“he deserved it, i guess,”
guessed the squirrel.

“but he’s already got a grammy,”
i groused.
“i thought it was an oscar,”
said the squirrel.
“you’re right.”

“who won the prize in physics?
that’s the only category i care about,”
asked the squirrel.

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33. mind if i take this

Submitted by Michael Merino on Tue, 11/06/2007 - 13:01.

“mind if i take this?”
asks the squirrel.
“yes,” i say.
“it might be important.”
“are you saying having dinner with me
isn’t important?”

“now who are you texting?”
i ask.
“some people,” confesses the squirrel.
“why?”
“to find out what they're doing later,”
he adds.

“you’re the reason i hate cell phones
and the people that own them.”
“they’re very convenient,” says the squirrel.
“allows you to stay in touch with people,”
he explains.
“in case there’s an emergency.”

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32. scrambled eggs with brains

Submitted by Michael Merino on Mon, 11/05/2007 - 14:02.

“scrambled eggs with brains,”
squirrel tells the waitress.
“you might want to get something else,”
i suggest.
“those are squirrel brains, you know.
and besides, i thought squirrels
were vegetarians.”

“but i like brains.
i find them attractive in squirrels,”
he explains.

“you might get jacob-creutzfeldt disease.”
“what’s that?” he asks.
“mad cow,” i tell him.
“just order the mediterranean omelet.”

squirrel calls the waitress over
and asks if the eggs contain squirrel brains.
“i’m jacob schmirnoff-intolerant,” he explains.

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31. hi, i'm a mexican

Submitted by Michael Merino on Sun, 11/04/2007 - 14:46.

“hi, i’m a mexican,”
reads the button.
“i’m wearing it in solidarity,” i said.
“but you’re not mexican,”
remarked the squirrel.

“unless you live on a reservation
or own a casino –”

“like the arapaho
or donald trump?”
asked the squirrel.

“we’re all mexican,”
i continued.
“we all come from somewhere.”
“but you’re not mexican,”
repeated the squirrel.

once again,
squirrel failed to grasp
the ineffability of buttons.

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30. after his third mojito

Submitted by Michael Merino on Sat, 11/03/2007 - 13:01.

after his third mojito,
second pilgrimage to the shell shack
and sleeveless t-shirt shoppe,
squirrel asked:
“how long have we been in florida?”

“two days,” i said.
“feels like two months,”
replied the squirrel.

“i guess that’s why retirees come here.”
i explained.
“when you only have about ten years left,
it’ll feel like fifty.”*

(*attribution: kitty giorgio)

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29. a ten-day salute to sausage

Submitted by Michael Merino on Fri, 11/02/2007 - 14:07.

a ten-day salute to sausage
announced the beer cup.
“the best fest is the wurstfest,”
mumbled the squirrel.

i never knew a rodent
could eat so much bratwurst.

after the third or fourth polka band
in das grosse zelt,
catching his breath between
the chicken dance and
gobbling down a wurst taco,
squirrel said,
“i think i'm ready to invade poland.”

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28. squirrel put up signs

Submitted by Michael Merino on Thu, 11/01/2007 - 11:23.

squirrel put up signs
on the trees and poles in the park.
“have you seen my mind?”
the sign read.
“gray with gyrus and sulcus.
about the size of a walnut.”

“did you lose it
or simply misplace it?”
i asked sympathetically.

“are you asking in
cognitive ethological terms?”
queried the squirrel.
“no, comparative neurobiological,”
i replied.

“because if you’re merely
having trouble with spatial memory,
like trying to remember
where you left your keys –”
“or nuts,” interrupted the squirrel.

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27. i can’t fly this itinerary

Submitted by Michael Merino on Wed, 10/31/2007 - 15:59.

“i can’t fly this itinerary,”
said the squirrel.
“but it’s a direct flight,”
i told him.

“i just can’t fly from ronald reagan
to george bush.
i’ll get nauseous on the plane –
probably throw up.”

“maybe we can do a lay-over in atlanta,
but it’ll drive the cost up?” i said.
“i am not flying the route as is,”
sulked the squirrel.

six hundred dollars later,
we flew from jfk
to sam giancona international,
rented a car, and drove the rest of the way.

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26. splayed out on a bathmat

Submitted by Michael Merino on Tue, 10/30/2007 - 12:35.

splayed out on a bathmat,
squirrel said,
“it’s called the prefiguration of the king.”

“i don’t see it.”
sure i saw the pills,
the sequined-covered bathrobe
hanging from the hook,
the half-eaten, deep-fried
peanut butter banana sandwich.

just then a diane arbus-looking art student
walked in and started talking
apertures, ev ranges,
and something about her af illuminator.

“sounds great,” i said,
“but you’re not gonna make
the squirrel look stupid, are you?”

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