Category: daily drivel
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driven
Being on the road again might have been good for Willie Nelson. For me, I’m pretty happy not to be looking forward to five-plus hours in a car today. Just saying. Read.
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crowned
I have only ever heard old people talk about their crowns. I am about to talk about my crown. Ergo, I am now an old people. One of my molars was giving me twinges when I bit down on it and had become super-sensitive to temperature. Worried that it might be infected, I went to… Read.
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mummy
The lawn mower didn’t start when I pulled the trigger on it yesterday. The blades were very hard to turn by hand, so I thought that maybe the bearings on the motor could use a touch of oil, and that meant I would have to take the engine cover off. I had wanted to do… Read.
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is that a dibble in your pocket?
Phrases about working in the garden that sound normal when My Darling B says them but sound dirty when I say them: pruning the sage plowing the potato bed weeding the patch sowing the sweet peas is that a dibble in your pocket? Read.
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decard
Deckard was having trouble driving on the narrow mountain road. Replicants don’t usually drive, and even though the old Volkswagen was part of his memory, he wasn’t sure how to handle the stick shift, so I volunteered to take over. He pulled into a wayside stop where we could do the swap. I walked into… Read.
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blister
Well, I thought I was ready to do a little yard work today, but I didn’t realize how literally true that would turn out to be. A little was all I could handle after blobbing out on the recliner all winter. My Darling B wanted the leaves from the front yard to turn them into… Read.
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chunk
Has brushing your teeth ever freed a chunk of food from some far recess of your mouth, a popcorn kernel or blueberry husk or something unlike any food you could recall having eaten in the past couple of days? Read.
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plop
We stopped at the Jenifer Street Market on the way home to pick up some of their freshly-made guacamole and a bag of chips for an appetizer before dinner. We also swung by their beer cave because, duh, beer. Also, it’s the best beer cave on the east side of town. Hard to pass that… Read.
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quitter
I quit caffeine cold turkey last week Thursday. If I’ve had any since then, it was in something I didn’t know about. I’ve had one, maybe two cups of decaf coffee and nothing but green tea and peppermint tea since then. And beer. I guess I thought I didn’t need to say that, like I… Read.
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attack
I don’t know about you, but when I hear a bump in the night, my heart starts to pound because I know there’s an axe murderer in the house and he’s tiptoeing through the living room ever so slowly even though his bumping into something gave himself away. Axe murderers are so committed to slowly… Read.
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