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Posted on 03.01.08 by Widge @ 4:38 am
Postings have been slow on Needcoffee and stopped altogether on Kicksplode due to Flupocalypse hitting the One Tusk compound. I managed to dodge the worst of it due to taking heroic doses of Vitamin C. How big were the doses on a daily basis? If I had taken the same amount in caffeine in a short amount of time, I’d have killed myself about four times over. Whatever. It worked. But now I get the exhaustion of insomnia plus the exhaustion of post-illness. Bravo! Filed under: Insomnia
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Posted on 08.10.07 by Widge @ 7:56 am
O Caffeine, take me into your loving arms for one more day Let the extra 400mg of you I ingest If I should succumb to sleep Let us make little cream and foam hearts And then Filed under: Insomnia and Writing Fodder
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Posted on 07.23.07 by Widge @ 11:40 pm
I spiked a container of cran-grape juice. The caffeine content is so high, I poured some into a Disney glass. Sneezy passed out and convulsed. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. Filed under: Insomnia
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Posted on 07.20.07 by Widge @ 11:14 pm
600mg of ibuprofen. Check. 400mg of caffeine. Check. Washed down both with a Red Bull. Check. So. Let’s see how much we can accomplish now, yes? Filed under: General BS and Insomnia
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Posted on 06.08.07 by Widge @ 6:29 pm
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Posted on 03.19.07 by Widge @ 12:39 am
I thought I consumed a lot of caffeine. Compared to Robbie Williams I am a lightweight. My personal stash of powdered caffeine I add to water would last him a week. Filed under: Insomnia
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Posted on 03.29.06 by Widge @ 4:29 am
These are the vegetable chips, of course. I’m digging on their new zesty tomato style which are all orange and deep red and such. The only trouble is when you eat all the really nice looking chips off the top. If you then peer into the bag you’re thinking, “Wait…are these chips? Or potpourri?” This is the shit I think about at four in the morning. And how was your day? Filed under: Insomnia
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Posted on 02.24.06 by Widge @ 6:17 pm
Stopped by a Target to check something out…what should I find but a Starbucks. This is not news. What I found novel, however, is what they handed me along with my “venti quad no-whip” marble mocha macchiato. For those of you not well versed in Starbuckspeak, that basically means I got the drink with four espresso shots, in the largest size available, without flagellation. The bonus bit was a “marble chocolate stir stick,” defined as “a blend of Belgian milk chocolate and white chocolate,” the idea being that I should stir this into my drink, thus upping the chocolate content therein. And I thought to myself: yes. This is the American way: have a stick of chocolate to add to this heaping frothy coffee chocolate concoction. Why? Because, dammit, anything worth doing is worth overdoing. I love this country. Filed under: Insomnia
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Posted on 12.25.05 by Widge @ 2:40 am
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Posted on 09.27.05 by Widge @ 3:09 am
Insomnia is a fucked up thing. Even when you want to sleep, know you really do need to sleep, when you’ve finally said, “Okay, look, fine, I surrender. I give in. White hanky in the air” it still just sits in the corner and broods, watching you. I have to sneak up on sleep when I do sleep. I have to dislocate my hip wrestling with it. Odds and ends. I’m re-reading Imajica. I hardly ever re-read books, simply because I have a pretty solid memory of the books that are worth re-reading and I just go back and access that as necessary. However, I’ve picked the Barker back up because of the new one-volume edition with appendix and new illos (I’m such a sucker when it comes to bonus features) and also because I feel the need t0 plunge into something epic. Probably because I’m preparing my brain for the coming of Martin’s fourth volume. Probably because Barker and Martin are the only two folks who have really just hit me with an epic that felt…well, epic. King’s Dark Tower series somehow doesn’t fit because it seems far too personal an endeavor, and is the rock upon which King built his church. All roads lead to the Tower in King’s work, and that just isn’t the same. Not in my head, anyway. Tolkien was nice, yes, but it always felt like the really impressive thing that you walked into and looked around a bit, then left–you know, like St. Patrick’s Cathedral. So yes, I want to wade up to my eyeballs in a book and have it slap me around. Hence, Imajica. Even more odds. The links for Mystics and Desolation over on my right are now Amazon links. Amazon owns Booksurge now, the Amazon prices are corrected and every one you buy helps my sales ranking. Finally, there’s a new LiveJournal, as well as three more Something Odds. Oh, and I want to say something about writing rules. Not writing rules, mind you, but rules for writing. But not now. Later. This is just a reminder to myself. For now, I’m going to try this sleep bullshit again. Filed under: General BS and Insomnia and Writing Fodder
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John Robinson is a writer of prose, poetry and comics who also writes under
the pseudonym of Widgett Walls.
This is my latest book. Short stories written especially for you, or at least someone who reminded me a lot of you at the time.