Category: daily drivel
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alligator lizards
Your mondegreen for today was going to be the last line of the chorus to “Ventura Highway” by America: Cause the free wind is blowin’ through your hair And the day surrounds your daylight there Seasons cryin’ no despair Alligator lizards in the air For years I’ve thought either I had to be hearing that… Read.
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baby!
Jumping on the internet bandwagon, here are the few thoughts that buzzed through my brain cell at the sight of TSA goons frisking an eight-month-old baby: Ah. Well. They’re doing that to be fair. Yeah! That’s the ticket! They grope everybody else, so it’s only fair that they give the baby a patdown, too. Babies… Read.
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salad
Last night was guy night so I should have been making dinner, but I got out of it by agreeing to mow the lawn instead. And if that sounds like a good deal to you, you’re probably a guy. It really, really needed mowing. Actually, it needed mowing already on Tuesday but My Darling B… Read.
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prize
Here’s what I love about buying the vast majority of the used books I’ve collected over the years from the shelves of the local thift store, Saint Vincent de Paul’s. Each and every day that the weather allows it, I take a walk from the office on East Washington Ave down the Yahara river foot… Read.
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phone fixer
It stands to reason that the person who answers the phone at a retail outlet or public service office has enormous influence over how the phone system is set up. After all, he’s the poor schlub who has to use it all day, right? It only makes sense that management would bend over backwards to… Read.
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Truck
A typical truck driver taking a corner, like the one we saw turning on to First Street from Atwood Avenue, both two-lane city roads. The inside wheels of the tractor truck climbed the curb because he cut the turn way too close, not that he was aware of that; a quick flash of the brake… Read.
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pooped
I was too pooped to drivel last night after dance class. We waltzed from one end of the room to the other in the group lesson, and then we kept on waltzing around the room all the way through our private lesson. And we were working on dance steps for a Viennese waltz. The difference… Read.
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Gobble
B spent all day yesterday in her garden, getting the crops planted – onions, potatoes, peas, lettuce, if memory serves. It’s the only mother’s day present she asks for. My part of the bargain is to do the worrying about dinner so she won’t have to. I solved that problem by running out to Fraboni’s… Read.
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duck
The only part of last night’s dream that I remember is the very last thing My Darling B said to me as we sat at a bar in a generic Wisconsin tavern. She turned to me and, in a voice loud enough that she almost drowned out my alarm clock, she said, “QUACK! QUACKQUACKQUACK! QUACK!”… Read.
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