Category: play
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alchemy
“Home?” I asked My Darling B before I put the car in drive to pull away from the curb in front of the office last night. “No. Alchemy. We’re eating out tonight,” she answered, naming our favorite after-work restaurant. It was that kind of a day for her, too, then. Read.
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tea mug
The inside of the coffee mug that I use at the office as a tea mug had acquired such a rich patina that it was impossible to tell what color it had once been, so I brought it home and gave it a good going-over with a Brillo pad, which I thought would take forever… Read.
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a healthy walk
I shouldn’t have eaten that last cookie. I went for a walk after dinner, because it’s, y’know, healthy. Mostly all I do is sit on my butt all day long. That’s my job. Professional butt-sitter. It doesn’t take a lot of physical activity to supervise a total of ten people, even when you throw a… Read.
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tickets
We got our tickets for the Wisconsin Film Festival, and it only took thirty minutes this time. Last year, we were struggling for more than an hour to buy tickets on-line because of some awful glitch in the software that took so long to process payments that it kept timing out. We were ready for… Read.
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choices
It’s our custom every year to retire to a booth at The Roman Candle pizza parlor and choose the films that we want to see at the annual Wisconsin Film Festival. In years past, the festival’s schedule has been published a week before tickets went on sale but this year, along with all the other… Read.
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coupled
Visiting a train show a couple years back, I spotted a big stack of boxes from across the aisle that made my spider-sense tingle. They turned out to be passenger cars, dozens of them, at rock-bottom prices. I picked out two dome cars, two or three sleepers, a coach and an observation car for the… Read.
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Alchemy
Becky and John joined us for our weekly night-out at Alchemy. My Darling B works with Becky at the DMV and about a month ago invited her and her husband, John, to join us for dinner at Smokey’s the last time we went there. Ever since then we’ve been trying to get together again. Our… Read.
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ramblin
In spite of daylight savings time I was in bed by nine last night and couldn’t keep my eyes open past nine-thirty, so why am I awake at four o’clock this morning? Well, part of it is because we have cats, of course, but it’s also because I woke up gasping for air after my… Read.
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spaghetti
I spent just about the whole weekend up to my elbows in an extra-large helping of copper-wire spaghetti, not because I was involved in yet another home improvement project, like fixing the garage door opener that’s still spread out in pieces across my work bench, but because I was playing with my choo-choo trains. A… Read.
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