Category: daily drivel

  • the horse

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    I was in all the bands during high school, by which I mean, there was just one band, but it was sort of an all-purpose band: marching band, pep band, concert band. When we played at basketball games or other sporting events, we were known as the pep band and we played high-tempo tunes that… Read.

  • mote

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  • thank you Jenny

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  • etiquette

    I bought a copy of “Etiquette” by Emily Post while visiting Half Price Books a while back. Why? Because sometimes you don’t find the book you’re looking for, but you find the book you need. This is the 1940 printing of “Etiquette” with the original blue dust jacket mostly intact. I reached for it more… Read.

  • stuck in a loop

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    So I’ve already written more than once about getting a song stuck in my head. Happens to everybody, but I’m pretty sure my brain takes it to an extreme most other people don’t experience. I could be wrong. This belief is not supported by even the tiniest shred of evidence. But it feels absolutely true.… Read.

  • lick the cat’s butt

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    Yes, there is a yoga pose that looks a lot like this. No, it’s not called “lick the cat’s butt.” But that’s what it SHOULD be called. Read.

  • recycle

    I don’t believe anybody’s recycling the plastic and cardboard we put in our recycling bin. I still take the time to separate ‘recyclable’ material because it makes My Darling B feel better. And okay, I suppose that maybe, just maybe, there’s a tiny inkling of a chance that somebody somewhere might be grinding up a… Read.

  • whuf

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    Two days working from the office and I am BEAT! I can work from home for days and get all kinds of things done at my own pace, sleep well and feel rested enough to fight another day, but a day at the office leave me feel as though stepped in for Sisyphus: “Here, let… Read.

  • concur

  • folksy

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    Woke up from a dream in which I was happily singing folk songs while accompanying myself on the guitar. I don’t play a guitar but in the dream it was a lot of fun so I may have to learn. I woke because I had to go for a piddle. That done, I crawled back… Read.

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