Category: play
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Off the record
Today’s weekly visit to the thrift store at St. Vincent de Paul’s turned up four fabulous LPs, and don’t even ask me what an LP is because I’ll only give you a look that would freeze you solid where you stand, you heathen. It’s not easy to find an LP worth taking home from the… Read.
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Fine Dining
Finally, a chance to sit and dork around with a keyboard for a while and bang out something that isn’t an e-mail about education requirements for physical therapists. Let’s just see what comes out, shall we? I would have been at this a half-hour sooner if I hadn’t run to the corner mega-grocery to buy… Read.
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Guy Night
It’s guy night and I said I was feeling like having runny eggs on something, so My Darling B and I stopped at the co-op on the way home to pick up some bacon and I served all that on a plate with a side of toast and called it dinner. B loved it anyway.… Read.
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Truman – Finished!
I finished it! It’s been about three weeks and almost a thousand pages after I started, and I am honestly sorry it’s over. I think I can say this is the best biography of anybody by anybody I’ve ever read. Maybe I’m biased a bit by the fact that I’m a huge fan of David… Read.
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Dancing Fools
I’m torn: I’ve got less than 120 pages left and then I’m finished with David McCullough’s Truman. I should be upstairs on the sofa finishing it off right now, but I couldn’t let the night pass without banging out some drivel. So here you go: Dance night tonight. It’s been at least two months since… Read.
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Pound Sand
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The Keys to Love
I came within seconds of buying another old typewriter I found at the thrift store today. Not the one in the picture. That one was way too expensive. They were asking so much that I got the feeling it would still be there next week at a greatly reduced price, even though I don’t know… Read.
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Book ’em, Danno
I was served notice by the book police this week, nothing truly criminal but every bit as determined as a real-life summons. I opened the envelope that came to our mailbox from the Monona Public Library with no small amount of trepidation. They’re so strapped for cash they don’t mail anything unless they’re about to… Read.
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Hobson’s Choice
Picking me up after work this evening, My Darling B advised me that for dinner we could go have pizza at Roman Candle or go have pizza at Mickey’s. Hobson’s Choice, in other words. We ended up at Mickey’s, largely because we didn’t have to double back through traffic to get there. Both of us… Read.
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Zombie Dogs
I never thought about the zombie apocalypse in this way before, but I think Alessandra Stanley may be on to something: All it really takes to outrun a zombie is a car. Also, a bullet to the head will stop one cold. And that may explain why so many men prefer zombies to vampires: zombie… Read.
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