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Dry & Vacuous
I finally gave in. I turned on the AC. The MoH and the RT are out and about, so I’m blissfully content and for the first time in days, sans sweat running down my spine, drenching my shorts and giving… Continue reading
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Fly Snappin’ + Eau de Espresso = Blog Love (mwah!)
I’m whipped. If my butt was dragging any more than it is right now, I’d have to have a skid plate installed on my caboose. And it’s Monday. Jeez. But let’s review why I’m suffering from a serious hitch in… Continue reading
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Dust Motes and Have To Tasks
I’m remembering the days when I was finishing my degree. I used to settle in at the kitchen table, spread all my books and class notes around me and plan to spend an entire evening or Saturday getting ahead of… Continue reading
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August Dog Days of Sweat
See the face up there in the header? The one with the gaping mouth. That would be me. Me dealing with — or half-assed trying to deal with and summarily failing to deal with the heat. And the humidity. OH… Continue reading
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I owe, I owe, so off to work I go.
Well, it’s happened. I actually have a responsibility that will take up quite a bit of my writing time. And I actually get paid to do it. Yes, it’s writing. No, it isn’t creative — well, not creative writing. The… Continue reading
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Birthdays Boys and Paradoxical Sunsets
I could mull over the paradox that is “America’s Finest City,” or what I lovingly refer to as Paradise: palm trees and NIMBY pettiness; temperate climes and a questionable, tenacious city attorney; luxury housing and chronic homelessness; or cutting edge… Continue reading
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Whining in the Men’s Room
A few days ago, our local paper ran Ellen Goodman’s piece on “The male-dominated blogosphere” where she spent three columns questioning why the “forceful, sometimes demagogic, message-monger organizing tool for the progressive end of the Democratic Party” has “chief messengers… Continue reading
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Sunday Mornings and Floors that Move
The RT is quite the gamer. I’ve mentioned before that he’s got a passion for tiny figurines and war machines that he spends hours painting. So yesterday, the MoH and I drove him and a friend to Games Day up… Continue reading
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Third Pounders, Slim-Fast & a Stevia Chaser to Go, Please.
I’ve got food on my brain today. I know you’re currently questioning an image of me with a fried egg on my head or something. Or perhaps wondering if I’ve gone bonkers having decided that if I lay food on… Continue reading
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The Sunshine Vacation Chronicles
I have been knighted, or princessed, or smacked upside the head with yet another honor. Phil at Thought Sparks, the extraordinary guy who helped save me from ripping out my eyeballs when I switched over to my own domain, has… Continue reading