Category: daily drivel
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me and bobby mcgee
Me And Bobby McGee has got to be the earworm to end all earworms. Once it’s in my head, not only can’t I get it out of there, I can’t stop singing it out loud. Mostly I sing just the end part where Janis yells “Nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah me me… Read.
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too much info number one
I’m not sure if I’ve got this “TMI Tuesday” thing right, but here goes: I love toast. I mean, a LOT. But not just any toast. Most people are oddly casual about how toast should be prepared. Whatever the total opposite of casual is, I’ve gone in that direction. For a start, there’s no toaster… Read.
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bakelite
As I was flipping through Facebook posts the other day and drooling into my lap (I assume that’s what everyone does as they flip through Facebook posts, right? RIGHT?), I ran across a post from the Smithsonian Institution asking for help transcribing the cargo manifests that described every last item, from socks to sextants, food… Read.
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puzzlement
Here’s your riddle of the day: Where’s Barry Manilow on all those “Saturday at the Seventies” radio programs and playlists on Amazon? I grew up in the Seventies and I can tell you that barely an hour went by when you didn’t hear Barry Manilow on the radio or hear somebody singing a Barry Manilow… Read.
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trashed
I don’t completely understand the concept of global warming because I haven’t spent my whole life studying how climates work and, at this point, I wouldn’t want to start trying. But I get the basic idea. We’ve been dumping so much crap into the air for so long that it’s come time to pay the… Read.
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DLI R584
The class I graduated with from the Defense Language Institute in 1985. One of the best bunch of people I’ve been privileged to know. Read.
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to the grindstone
And just like that, our November staycation is over. We didn’t do anything super-special. We just hung out for a couple of days and did whatever we felt like doing. Mostly just sat around and watched television, or read. Took a nap every day. It was glorious. Welp. Back to the grindstone, I guess. Read.
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wanderers
We went out for biscuits and gravy at Crema Cafe Sunday morning. When we got there, every table in the dining room was full, and we got into line with a dozen or so people. “Should we stay or go?” I asked B. “What do you think?” she asked right back at me. “Jane’s,” I… Read.
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sloppy joe
Tim sent an email message to My Darling B to tell us he wouldn’t be able to come for dinner tonight. “Oh, that’s too bad,” My Darling B answered, “we were looking forward to the Sloppy Joes you said you were going to make for us tonight.” Turned out he’d forgotten about that. Guess it… Read.
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not work
Let me tell you what I did yesterday. Don’t skip ahead to the end. There’s a surprise twist. I got up a little earlier than I had planned. It was either that, or lie in bed wondering how much longer my indigestion was going to bother me. I made myself a pot of very dark… Read.
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