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Category: daily drivel

  • Guy Night

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    It’s guy night and I said I was feeling like having runny eggs on something, so My Darling B and I stopped at the co-op on the way home to pick up some bacon and I served all that on a plate with a side of toast and called it dinner. B loved it anyway.… Read.

  • Truman – Finished!

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    I finished it! It’s been about three weeks and almost a thousand pages after I started, and I am honestly sorry it’s over. I think I can say this is the best biography of anybody by anybody I’ve ever read. Maybe I’m biased a bit by the fact that I’m a huge fan of David… Read.

  • I voted

    Okay, I voted. Can the campaign be over now? I’m so ready for it to be over. I have no idea whether or not it was worth it, but at least I can feel as though I’ve earned the right to bitch about anything the pols do that I don’t like, and it’s an even… Read.

  • The Keys to Love

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    I came within seconds of buying another old typewriter I found at the thrift store today. Not the one in the picture. That one was way too expensive. They were asking so much that I got the feeling it would still be there next week at a greatly reduced price, even though I don’t know… Read.

  • Hot Stuff

    There are just two microwave ovens in the break room at work, and maybe two-dozen people, but unfortunately they all want to nuke their food at the same time. And we’ve only got forty-five minutes for lunch. Just one microwave was humming when I walked in yesterday. Popping the door on the one that wasn’t… Read.

  • Sit On It

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    I have to tell you I’m still happy to be employed, but I think I sit on this job more than I have on any other job I’ve ever held before. It sounds like a strange observation to make, but at one point this afternoon I felt as if I was literally putting down roots… Read.

  • Pilsbury doughboy

    A guy I’d never met before stopped by my desk at work to ask me if I wanted to participate in a chili cook-off. I didn’t want to, so I told him that my cooking skills stopped somewhere between making toast and scrambling eggs, which wasn’t too far from the truth. He chuckled and said,… Read.

  • Lost in Dreams

    Last night’s dream was a horror movie about inky black tentacles creeping under the bedroom door to get me. I was sleeping so well until I woke up at about four o’clock with a jolt just a teensy bit milder than the one I’d get if I stuck my tongue in a toaster. To wake… Read.

  • Truman by McCullough

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    I’m two-hundred pages into the biography of Harry Truman by David McCullough. My Darling B gave it to me for Christmas after I spent months trolling the aisles of every used book store in town, looking for it. Now that I have a copy, I notice that there are three on the shelves at Saint… Read.

  • Osterize this!

    This is the Osterizer that My Darling B bought more than twenty years ago. And isn’t “Osterizer” a great word? Way better than boring old generic blender. The Oster company doesn’t appear to have named this particular blender unit Osterizer but I love the name so much I’m going to use it generically to apply… Read.

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