Category: play
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summer
Ah, these are truly the days of summer, the days that start cool and clear with a slight, freshening wind. They warm up to temps in the seventies by midday, they’re not too humid, and the evenings are long enough to sit on the back stoop with a beer after supper where we can enjoy… Read.
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thirsty
The track gang finished laying the roadbed around the three-track loop a little more than a week ago. They did it so quickly and so well that, when they finished and lined up at the pay car, they found to their pleasant surprise that I’d authorized the clerk to dole out a bonus of five… Read.
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hopped
The Sierra Nevada brewery has brewed a double IPA strong enough to strip the paint off your car, so you wouldn’t want to bring it to a tailgate party unless you were drinking it out of the trunk of a car belonging to somebody you didn’t care much about keeping as a friend, but for… Read.
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bratless
We went into town this evening to support our local brat fest, one of four that are taking place this weekend. Here in Wisconsin, our bratwurst festivals are such a big deal that we need several days in many different locations to properly do them justice. What really happened was, we have this annual bratfest… Read.
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click submit
Did you know you can order pizza on line now, just like you can order computer parts from New Egg or books from Amazon? Well, maybe you can’t, but we can. T-Dawg came over for dinner last Saturday night and, just to switch things up a bit, he treated us to dinner, instead of the… Read.
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heading home #3
On my emergency trip across the Atlantic during the Thanksgiving weekend I’d had to suffer two broken ATMs to make sure I had no money in my pocket, a lack of places to eat in O’Hare airport except for a tavern serving cold sandwiches, a seat with no floor space next to a guy who… Read.
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heading home #2
A transatlantic flight in coach class has to be one of the most miserable ways to travel even under the best of circumstances. I count myself as damn lucky when I can wangle a seat on the aisle so I can hang over the edge a little bit to get some breathing room, and the… Read.
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heading home #1
The longest journey ever made in the history of humankind was a trip I took from the small town in Wisconsin where my mother lived to the small town in England where I lived with my family. It wasn’t the longest trip if it were measured in ordinary miles or hours, as most normal trips… Read.
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off
It was really pleasant waking up this morning, knowing that I didn’t have to get out of bed right away to jump in the shower and start getting ready for work, then getting out of bed anyway and doing whatever the hell I wanted. I made this ordinary weekend into a hyperextended super-weekend by taking… Read.
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