Category: daily drivel
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rough night
It was a dark and stormy night – “stormy” in the sense that there were many rumblings and flashes of activity. Somebody seemed to be having some trouble sleeping. Not me so much, but My Darling B was doing a lot of tossing and turning in the middle of the night. During the part of… Read.
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commentary
Most of the comments I get here on the drivel blog come from spam robots. My loyal readers are a very reticent bunch, to the point that I don’t even know they’re out there. Really, I can’t even hear them breathing. But you’re out there, right? Right? Spam robots generally have quite a lot to… Read.
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ritual
A lone figure stumbles into the dining room, feeling his way through the darkness toward the far corner of the room to the coffee shrine. Hooking a finger through the handle of the electric kettle, he shuffles across the room to the kitchen sink, opens the faucet and stands waiting with a finger hanging in… Read.
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can’t wait till it’s over
I don’t know if you’ve heard, but apparently there’s this election coming up? If you haven’t heard, then I’m just going to assume you don’t have a television or radio and you live miles from anyone who does and you don’t have a car and you never talk to anybody and, as far as you’re… Read.
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epic journey!
I don’t know if you realize this, but a historic journey of heroic proportions was completed yesterday. I’m talking, of course, about the bike ride My Darling B took with me all the way around Lake Monona. This 12-mile trip is probably longer than she’s ever traveled on her bike in one day. I knew… Read.
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decompression
Friday night after work: We’re at the far end of the bar, enjoying a frosty cold one at One Barrel Brewing Company. “Wait, you’re at the end of the bar? Then who’s taking the photo?” I’ve got a new camera. It’s got legs and even makes me coffee in the morning. Okay, I’m taking the… Read.
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turning, turning
The maple tree across the street has apparently been turning color for at least a week, but I only just realized it yesterday. I stepped out the door to get the paper and was hit in the face with its fiery change. The first rays of the sun had splashed it with bright orange, highlighting… Read.
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Brooklyn Breakfast
Rode my bike to work yesterday. The weather was flawless and perfect in every way, so I had to ride my bike. I would’ve hated myself all day if I hadn’t. Rode it to work again today. The weather tricked me this time. It was nice this morning, but on the way home I was… Read.
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imabug
For once, I’m not going to complain that this is not a real Volkswagen Beetle so we can all just enjoy the goofy license plate. You’re welcome. Read.
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uterus2me
It looks like a uterus to me. What’s it look like to you? Read.
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