Category: daily drivel
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Drippy
From my office window, I’ve watched heavy clouds slobber on our fair city all day long. I’ve seen prettier sights. Read.
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Relief
Good news! I did not become homicidal (see previous entry). Unless defenestration counts. I may be in a peck of trouble there. (I am tickled to learn my phone’s autofill anticipated the word “defenestration” with just a six-letter head start!) Read.
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Simulation
The four-day Christmas weekend is over! Now it’s back to the office to pretend to work for three days until the New Year’s four-day weekend! Read.
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Boxing
Two-thirty in the morning, Boo comes to our bedroom door to whine because she didn’t eat before bed and now she’s hungry. I get up to feed her because she’s not going to shut up and I won’t be able to ignore her whining. Three o’clock in the morning, Scooter starts to play the game… Read.
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most wonderful
It’s a white Christmas! Woke up to a thin dusting of snow, maybe a half-inch at most. Still counts, especially since the weather’s been really uneven this winter: a little snow, then rain, then biting cold, then a week of warmth, and back to biting cold. We’ve really had precious little snow since the leaves… Read.
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coming down
I started to ween myself off caffeine this week because I was drinking way too much of it. I used to drink a cup of coffee in the morning before work, then a cup of Earl Grey tea in the afternoon to get me to the end of the day. That used to be more… Read.
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129 ways
I avoid clickbait. It’s never as interesting as the link makes it sound. Almost never. I can’t explain why I clicked on “129 Ways to Find a Husband.” I don’t know why I spent precious minutes closing the pop-ups that all but obliterated the web site I found this story on. And I loathe “stories”… Read.
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do the thing
Author Chuck Wendig gives me the motivation to get things done: YOU CAN DO THE THING GO DO THE THING DO THE THING SOMETIMES IT IS HARD TO DO THE THING AND THAT’S OKAY THE THING ISN’T ALWAYS EASY, IF IT WAS EASY, YOU ALREADY WOULDA DONE THE THING NOBODY WANTS YOU TO DO THE… Read.
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mix-up
A canvasser came to our door last weekend to remind us to vote. B was out shopping. I answered the door. The canvasser rang the doorbell, then stepped back onto the walkway to talk to me. When I opened the door and said hi, she answered, “Hello,” looked down at her clipboard, then back up… Read.
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story slam
My Darling B and I went to the Madison Story Slam last night, a monthly event at the Wil-Mar Community Center where people gather to listen to stories told in an open-mike format. I learned about the story slam through Adam Rostad, whom I met at last weekend’s picnic for the motor vehicle employees and… Read.
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