Category: daily drivel
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gruesome
I can’t look at Facebook today. There is so much 9/11 “never forget” death porn that I just can’t stomach it: jet planes flying into the twin towers, or the twin towers collapsing in clouds of pulverized concrete, or people diving from the tops of the towers to their deaths. Surely we can memorialize this… Read.
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dreams
I was pretty sure I’d be in Stevens Point by suppertime today. In fact, as I type these words, I was supposed to be checking into a finely-appointed room at the Best Western alongside the exit ramp of the Interstate. Then, after changing from office attire into more comfortable clothes, I would’ve gone out to… Read.
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push-ups
At what point do you believe push-ups have occurred? I ask because My Darling B says that we do push-ups when we yoga, but I don’t think we do. We plank, which it the top of a push-up, and we chadurunga, which is lowering from a plank to the floor. I would argue that that… Read.
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More weekend
I completely lost track of time and forgot that Labor Day was coming up on Monday, giving us a five day weekend, until I was in our weekly meeting Thursday afternoon. Someone said something about taking further action on Monday, resulting in a dogpile of derisive comments about coming in to work on a day… Read.
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from on high
I crept slowly through the living room this morning with my phone held low in one hand, scanning the floor with the light from its screen, looking for the carcass of the mouse that I heard Scooter murdering in the early hours before my alarm went off. Didn’t see it, but that didn’t mean it… Read.
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jumble
When B asked where I wanted to go to dinner for our anniversary, I suggested Lombardino’s first thing. We hadn’t been there in months, probably in more than a year. They haven’t changed a thing, thank goodness. There are still pinups of Bridget Bardot and Gina Lollabrigida in the men’s room (B says there’s a… Read.
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Bug me
Mosquitos LITERALLY drained me of every drop of blood while I was trying to mow the lawn yesterday. I am a desiccated corpse, yet somehow i am still able to write this drivel. I know better. I should have prepared. It is August, after all, the time of year when the mosquitos are not content… Read.
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Jason Bourne
We saw the latest Jason Bourne movie on Friday. I don’t have anything nice to say about it, so if you’re a die-hard fan who’s not going to believe anything but a positive critique … well, keep reading, I guess. Warning: spoilers. This movie is nothing but action. I like action movies as much as… Read.
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Chirr chirr
There was at least one racoon bustling around outside the bedroom window very early this morning. I woke to what sounded like something in our bedroom, sat straight up in bed and fully expected to see the axe murderer standing there. No one was there, of course, but I could still hear the noises. I… Read.
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on key
For the past I-don’t-know-how-many-years, it seemed to me that my typing skills were steadily deteriorating, and I was sure it was a sign that I was slowly succumbing to old age or some dread neurological disease. Then, about a month ago, I hauled one of my manual typewriters out of storage because the plumbing emergency… Read.
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