Category: daily drivel
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heaped
It’s springtime in Wisconsin, and I’m not the first one to say it’s a season fraught with disappointment, nor the first one to say, “Fuck this, I’m moving to New Mexico.” In fact, I’d bet I don’t have anything to say about spring in Wisconsin that hasn’t been said a million times already, but I… Read.
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loop-de-loo
While skimming social media this morning I read one passing reference to the 1975 pop music hit “The Hustle” and GUESS WHAT’S BEEN PLAYING ON A LOOP IN MY HEAD EVER SINCE. Kill me now. (Warning to those who did not grow up in the 1970s: If you Google “The Hustle” DO NOT LISTEN TO… Read.
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a dash of snow
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Jam Package Overkill
All this packaging to send six jars of jam through the mail. Seems excessive. Read.
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“I am your density.”
Writing prompt: Do you believe in fate/destiny? No. But also, maybe. Depends. Read.
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baling hay
A random memory of helping a buddy bring in some hay from the fields. Read.
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mom voice
I was doing something stupid until I was stopped by THE MOM VOICE Read.
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suddenly
The lyrics to “One Summer” by the Motels put me in a snarky mood. Read.
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dog mom
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bass beat
Ah, the sweet peace and restful quiet of staying in a B&B … NEXT TO THE DANCE CLUB WITH A FIFTY MEGATON STEREO SYSTEM Read.
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