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Christmas Eve Eve
I shouldn't post such a Krampus photo for Christmas Eve, but I was so taken by it. . . I couldn't stop myself. It is so terribly ominous. I didn't leave the house all day. It was cold. I didn't...
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Merry Christmas All
Santa flew by last night late. I heard him. But he couldn't stop. He had things he must do, I know. Still, it was good to hear him flying overhead and calling hello. When I woke this morning, I had...
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Christmas Remnants
My Christmas is over, but, unbelievably, it is still Christmas. I have cooked a delicious turkey dinner, given my mother presents (she took me at my word that we were not exchanging this year), eaten...
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Road Trip
Christmas Day was freezing, and it went on seemingly forever. I sat at home until my mother came over at 1:30. What have we left to say? I sit with her every day. But we chatted and ate nuts and...
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Perpetual Escape
Things were getting no better at home. My parents were in a perpetual fight now, and the arguments were escalating. I couldn't just sit and watch and there was no way to escape it in our small house,...
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While I Wasn't Looking
I got this message on Blogger yesterday. I don't know to what they are referring, don't know what guideline I violated, but surely most of them somewhere in time. I only tell you this in case the...
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Football
The James Brown concert was the weekend before football camp opened up at school. I had decided to return to athletics after being a Beatle for a year. I was pretty sore the day I showed up. I had...
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Succor
I don't know how long I'll be able to write this morning. I've been feeling badly the past few days and I now have a nurse lying upon my couch. I need a full-time nurse, I think. This getting old...
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And Yet
I'm all dopey, mopey this morning. Went to bed WAY late for me--after midnight--and slept fitfully until I finally got out of bed to see the damp greyness of a fog-covered morning. My knee hurts like...
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Sympathetic Fallacy
This is where I wasn't. Happy New Year. I know the whereabouts of some of you. One was watching bowl games. Another was flying home from Telluride. Some of you were at private parties. I know...
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Soldier On
Two alcohol-free days and I've already lost twenty pounds! It's incredible. Why hadn't I thought of this before? Nope. But I didn't get the shakes or shivers, so there is that. The biggest problem...
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Seller's Market
I saw this in the yard of a very affluent home yesterday. It had to be twenty-five feet tall. All I can say is people, time to take this shit down. Wait! I'm wrong. I just looked it up. The...
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Sober Sucks
"Man. . . I've got a lot to tell you. I've got a lot on my mind."I'm not back to the narrative today. My present life has its own that I need to write out even if not artfully. It's a jumble that...
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Not A Lot On My Mind
Up at 4:30 again today. I thought that maybe I had a lot on my mind. Yesterday at the gym, however, I was asked by a retired nurse how my ortho visit went. My obviously painful limping and the...
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A Horrible Read
I've been searching for an hour for a picture to post. I've got nothing. I have a bunch, but nothing of relevance. This is a tree I drive by on the highway in a field that is ready to be developed....
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"We Got 'Em This Time"
Looks like CNN/MSNBC lost on the House floor last night. They were sure they "had 'em" this time. It was fun. McCarthy was going to go down in history as a humiliated moron loser. Whoops. Welcome...
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A Bit of Beauty
Yesterday was another of "those" days when the sun is shining, the air is cool, everything seems new, and you are inspired with a heartbreaking sense of wonder. It is its transitory nature that makes...
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Hemingway Called It the Black Ass
Sunday was another of those near-perfect days. And so it will be for some time. So. . . why, in the midst of Paradise, must I break down? Why? A friend came into town to run in a marathon. She...
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Choke
Despite coach's disdain for the likes of me, I got to play fullback in our second game. Coach was a lunkhead, and he thought lunkheads made the best football players, I think. Such was our...
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Trial Run
I should be writing the next installment of the Bildungsroman. That's what I want to do. But. . . there's always a "but," isn't there. "But," I have to take my car into the shop in a few moments, so...
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