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David Brandt • Essays
- Conversations with JB
- Human Rights Advocate
- The Complicated Dance
- Beauty in Solitude
- Vain Posturing
- One Fine Moment
- Films that Changed Me
- Punk in Context
- Bizarre Jobs
- In Front of People
- Visitor Center
- Ill Manners and Hope
- Theft and Hope
- The Promise Keepers
- It’s Spring
- High School Biometrics
- Horror
- My Tandy
- A Calm Place
- The James River Greens
- Strange Energy
- In the Shenandoah Valley
- The Flower that Became a Boy
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My Tandy
To quote Milhouse, “I’m not a nerd…nerds are smart.” I don’t even know the difference between nerds and geeks. Yet, I have no problem calling myself a vintage computer geek. In its day, the Tandy 1000SX was one of the … Continue reading
A Calm Place
My Dad liked to travel. He and I took two vacations down the East Coast several years ago. I was sleep deprived, so I didn’t drive much. I wish I had done more driving with all the trouble we had … Continue reading
The James River Greens
At one time, I fancied myself an expert on politics. I was an infomaniac, a news junkie. Every weekday, I would watch two local newscasts, Tom Brokaw, and the MacNeil / Lehrer News Hour. My favorite show was Washington Week … Continue reading
Posted in Green Party, Politics
Tagged 60 Minutes, CHAOS, Eerie Materials, Environment, Jill Stein, Leftism, Leonard Peltier, News Hour, Nude, Plan 9, Politics, Richmond Virginia, Social Club
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Strange Energy
Through high school and the college days, I heard whisperings of a New Age complex in the next county over, Buckingham. I would make deliveries to Buckingham for the family office supply business. There was one small sign on the … Continue reading
Posted in Travel, Yogaville
Tagged Big Pink Building, Buckingham County, Cult, Integral Yoga, LOTUS, Lotus Flower, New Age, Nice People, Religion, Shrine, Sri Swami Satchidananda, Virginia, Yogaville
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In the Shenandoah Valley
I went to visit friends in Williamsburg, Virginia. There was a lot of American Revolution history there. They had the neatest visitor center—they even had a movie in a theater. The woman at the help desk was perfect—she gave me … Continue reading
The Flower that Became a Boy
On a mild Wednesday evening in August of 1970, I was born. My first home was a ranch house with a full basement in Greely, Colorado. I was the youngest of six. My only sister had three older brothers and … Continue reading
Posted in Cartoons, Childhood
Tagged 1970's, Augie Doggie and Doggie Daddy, Ballooning, Captian Kangaroo, Cartoons, Colorado, Ear Pain, Grasshoppers, Greeley, Jot, Lil Slugger, Monopoly Record, Oppisite of Hawaii, Television
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