Category: daily drivel
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snakey-snakey
TL,DR: I snaked the shit out of the sewer yesterday afternoon and it’s all good now. And beer. I just can’t figure out how the sewer works. In theory, it’s a pipe that carries water from a drain to the the city sewer line. In actual fact, though, there are several drains, one leading from… Read.
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fingertipped
My fingertips are bleeding! My hands are chapped front, back, and now on the fingertips! What new ring of winter hell is this? I can’t type without fingertips! It’s like a kneecapping! I tried wrapping Band-Aids around my fingertips so I don’t bleed all over the keyboard, but I had to backspace and retype every… Read.
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vintage
I walked into a record store wearing a ratty old t-shirt with the Georgetown bulldog across the chest and both the guys behind the counter were just flat-out wowed by it. “What an awesome t-shirt!” the first guy blurted out, when he saw it. The second guy eyed my shirt with a lustful twinkle in… Read.
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whirrr
I have a phone with a dial and it sits on a small table beside the recliner, just inside the front door of Our Humble O’Bode. At about two o’clock this morning I woke up because I could hear somebody dialing it. Whirrr. It sounded like a very short dial. Whirrr. As if somebody was… Read.
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pesto pasta
I sure like saying “pesto pasta.” I’ll bet you would, too, if you gave it a try. Go ahead, try it: “Pesto pasta.” See how much fun? Pesto pasta Pesto pasta Pesto pasta Man, I could say that all day long, or until I feel like saying “spackle.” Spackle spackle spackle spackle spackle. Here’s another… Read.
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spare change
Will you get a load of this? I don’t see these very often any more. I used to collect coins from circulation back when it was still fairly easy to find a 1941 nickel among the coins in my pocket change. It’s been at least five years since I’ve plucked a coin more than seventy… Read.
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bad parenting
After the Christmas feast and the weekly Playing Of The Boggle, after a slice of pie slathered with a daringly large dollop of real whipped cream, we began to stir in the general direction of the living room and talk about watching a movie, a nicely inert activity especially suited to days when our bellies… Read.
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Kid Time
One of the great myths of life is that childhood passes quickly. In fact, because time moves more slowly in Kid World — five times more slowly in a classroom on a hot afternoon, eight times more slowly on any car journey of more than five miles (rising to eighty-six times more slowly when driving… Read.
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The LaPierre Plan
We got to talking about Wayne LaPierre’s proposal that there ought to be armed guards in every school in the nation, and came up with a little back-of-the-envelope business plan for Nationwide Public School Armed Security Service that just might work because, really, this ought to be done with private security guards. They’re easy to… Read.
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heaven
After the Mayan apocalypse brought the end of the universe some time late last night, I woke up this morning curled up around My Darling B. I always hoped that, if there was a heaven, it would be something like this. I had to work yesterday but, when quitting time was drawing near, I shot… Read.
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