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Here are sounds Ive played with at different times in my long dalliance with music. Im not great at any one thing in particular, but Im solidly half-assed at several. Thanks for listening, and I hope you enjoy what you hear.
A shelter where pigs are kept. Slang A dirty or very untidy place. Rat diseases that transmit to humans. This pile of nasties sat in front of this house for 2 weeks. Thursday, August 28, 2008. Rat diseases that transmit to humans. Photo by me - Georgetown 2007. Odent control in and around the home remains the primary strategy for preventing hantavirus infection. Occurs worldwide and is transmitted to humans by rat fleas.
Poems and writing by Jennifer Haggerty. New work, been reading around Seattle area. Opiate eyes talking to me,. Telling me your sage advice,. Murder in a mans eyes as he rips me in half wanting me to scream,. So they drowned me in the hot tub a while to get some noise out of me,. But not a sound from the many fists,. Or the twenty four hour ripping of my body. Crawling through my door for safety,.