Category: daily drivel
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biomutants
I am me. He is Rick. The other he is Jim. We are the Biomutants. We’re wearing pillow cases for shirts. I made the emblems by cutting a stencil out of card paper and spray painting the designs on. With spray paint. From a can. I don’t know what we were supposed to be about,… Read.
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tangled
My Darling B had a bad dream the other night. She dreamed that she woke up and saw somebody standing in the doorway. It was one of those dreams where she knew she was dreaming, and she knew that if she called out to me I’d wake her up and everything would be all right,… Read.
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switched up
Dear Mister Postal Delivery Guy: Of all the times you decided to switch from delivering mail in the afternoon to delivering mail in the morning, why did it have to be yesterday? You’ve never delivered mail in the morning before! You always delivered mail after lunch! I wouldn’t have even asked for a re-delivery if… Read.
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santa penguin
When you see a pair of toy penguins in Santa hats in the window of Grampa’s Gun Shop you’ve just got to stop and snap a photo. I think you do, anyway. Read.
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the final frontier
Our regular Saturday stop at St Vincent de Paul’s thrift store yielded only a few treasures this week. My Darling B didn’t find one old platter or kitchen gadget that caught her fancy. I, on the other hand, found a little treasure called The Cambridge Encyclopedia of Space. I’ve got so many books about manned… Read.
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great googly moogly!
Although I would love nothing more than to apply for this internship so I could sit around in my socks all day living the science-fiction porn fantasy that’s been playing in my head since I was a teenager (did that conjure up mental images you never wanted in your head? You’re welcome), I don’t think… Read.
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hoppy day
I’m enjoying a delicious bottle of Hopslam from Bell’s Brewing in Michigan. Truly scrumptious. My Darling B uses different words to describe it. If memory serves, she the words were, and I quote, “cat urine.” I’ll probably have to brush my teeth, tongue and uvula if I want a good-night smooch tonight. Read.
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pants pants pants squirrel!
Well, I did it again. I washed my pants last night and forgot to put them in the dryer this morning after I finished setting up the coffee pot. The whole time I’m in the shower I’m thinking to myself, “Pants in the dryer, pants in the dryer…,” and the whole time I’m drying myself… Read.
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nasal astronaut
Yes, that’s a posable astronaut doll and he is picking my nose. The only explanation I can offer is that, when our family packed up our truck-top camper every Christmas to leave the frozen north on our annual vacation to southern climes, my brother and I would ride in the part of the camper over… Read.
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wayback week
My brother Pete declared that this week would be Wayback Week and challenged all his Facebooking friends to replace their profile picture with photos of themselves from way back in the day. Here’s what I came up with last night. It’s from the first time I was stationed in England, but I don’t remember any… Read.
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