Category: daily drivel
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I got a call at work yesterday from the secretary of State Representative Somebody, who wanted to know if our department licensed tax assessors. We didn’t, but I figured I could find out who did, so I went from office to office looking for somebody who’s been with the department a lot longer than I… Read.
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A Million To One
It’s a funny thing: Tim dropped his car off at a local garage after work last night, then walked to our house to help me shovel off the driveway and hook a ride home. When I got back from his apartment, B said she tried to call both of us on our cell phones after… Read.
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Are You Ready To Rrrrrrumble?
It was lunchtime, and I needed lactase. You have oceans of it swirling around in your gut, but mine well’s gone comparatively dry. Without it, I’m powerless to digest milk products. And there I was, and there was my lunch, a bowl of yummy home-cooked turkey and wild rice soup made with half-and-half. A shot… Read.
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A Month of Sundays
“It’s Sunday,” My Darling B informed me after I shut off my bleeping alarm clock this morning. I paused from rolling out of bed, turned back to her and, not sure that I heard her correctly, asked, “What?” “It’s Sunday,” she repeated. Oh, what a sad, sad way to start the week. I put a… Read.
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Eggs For Breakfast
Our Saturday morning ritual included breakfast at the farmer’s market, the first one this winter after they moved to the senior center on Mifflin Street. Scrambled eggs, breakfast sausages, toast, mixed vegetables and fresh spinach. We took our trays upstairs where the crowds wouldn’t be so bad and it would be a lot warmer. The… Read.
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We, The People
Congressional dorkwads spent the day reading aloud from the constitution, for no good reason that I can think of. Did they think I didn’t believe they could read? Did they think I believed they’d never read it before? Did they think I would never have guessed they could pull off such a blatantly patronizing show?… Read.
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Ramen II
I followed My Darling B’s advice and planned ahead this time: I found one of those giant-sized tea cups, the ones that are big enough to bathe a cat in, at St. Vinnie’s yesterday and brought it home to run it through the dish washer because, y’know, yuck. It’s probably been handled by everybody and… Read.
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Sensing a trend
Tonight, we tangoed. The cats were chasing each other around like bumper cars. It’s snowing again. Work was pretty crazy. How about those Packers, eh? “There is nothing you can name that is anything like a dame!” Coffee coffee coffee. Beer beer beer. Wine wine wine. I can’t eat cheese or I’ll fart a lot.… Read.
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Rust
I get relatively little spam (knock wood) compared to almost anybody else I know, either at home or at work, and the little junk mail I do get is what you’d normally expect: Invitations to help the crown prince of Namibia transfer millions of dollars out of their country, guarantees to make my manhood more… Read.
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The End of the Lazy-Butt New Year’s Holiday
For the past two days I’ve indulged the hell out of myself: I parked my butt on the sofa Friday morning and have done practically nothing since then but drink coffee, read web comics, blog and read books. Just a total slug. And it was good. But things fall apart, as they say, and it’s… Read.
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