Category: daily drivel
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keys
I have this bizarre recurring dream in which I can’t find the keys to my college dorm room. It usually happens while I’m between classes and I’m heading back to pick up some books I forgot to grab on the way out that morning. In last night’s dream, I had just gotten the keys to… Read.
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22
A couple weeks ago, My Darling B sat down at the dinner table, flipped a brochure at me and asked, “Did you still want to go on this?” I picked up the brochure at the last model train show I went to. It advertised a dinner train out of East Troy on an electric rail… Read.
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plathless
Want to make people hate the poet you love the most? Read your favorite poetry out loud to them. To The Best Of Our Knowledge was on the radio this morning while I was washing the dishes and, wouldn’t you know it, as soon as my hands were deep in the suds, the featured guest… Read.
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mowing
It’s lawnmower day. I’m not sure yet whether I’m going to join the collective mania for Saturday-morning lawn care, or sit on my butt and drink coffee all morning. Our lawn hasn’t been mowed in three weeks. It really didn’t need mowing until last weekend, because every single little blade of grass was crouching down… Read.
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22
My Darling B lucked out big time last night: she didn’t have to prepare a special dinner for our anniversary. Thursday night is guy night, so I put my awesomely manly talents to good use, fired up my trusty Weber grill, and burned some burgers for our celebratory meal. We had some sweet corn in… Read.
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social
After we got our Wednesdays sorted out from our Tuesdays, My Darling B and I went into town after work on the evening that the Madison Homebrewers and Tasters Guild should have been meeting at the Memorial Union on the campus of the University of Wisconsin. Trouble was, we didn’t know what any of them… Read.
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warped
Is this Tuesday or Wednesday? We’re confused. My Darling B kissed me when she picked me up after work and said, “I almost forgot it’s Wednesday! We’re going downtown for the beer thing tonight!” And I said, “Holy shit! I almost forgot, too!” And we got in the car and I headed downtown. I’ve been… Read.
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sepia
My great-grandmother Josephine, whom we called Feenie, is almost unknown to me except as the sweet silver-haired woman who welcomed us into her house with a great big smile whenever we stopped by on our frequent trips to Algoma to see my grandma Lil and grandpa Leo, who were on my father’s side of the… Read.
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so long
I may have just driven to Waupaca County for the last time. Mom sold the ancestral manse and bought a condo in Arkansas where she hopes to live the rest of her days all cozy and snug and never again hear the words “snow-covered and slippery” used to describe roads during the winter. While she… Read.
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big
I went to Menard’s this afternoon looking for a decorative shelf and found that the store was in the advanced throes of a major remodeling. They’d knocked a huge hole in the front of the store and extended it at least fifty feet into the parking lot. This, after they pushed the south end of… Read.
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