Category: play
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lull
Thursday night is guy night, the night I’m in charge of putting food on the family, and while I could have taken My Darling B straight home and burned some animal flesh on the Weber, instead I suggested that we spend the evening relaxing on the patio at Mickey’s Tavern with a couple of beers… Read.
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depressor
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crossed
The track gang has earned their keep this weekend. This was the scene this afternoon at the crossing on the low end of the Lost Continent Railway. With the last of the rails laid through the crossover, the return loop was completed at about three-thirty and the chief engineer, standing on the roof of the… Read.
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blister
It has been a day. Everything was fine to start with. Morning coffee with the morning news, one sucked, the other didn’t. While B got ready to go to the farmer’s market, I threw a load of dirty clothes into the wash machine and cranked it up, then went about the rest of my morning… Read.
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doink
Sorry, not much time left over to drivel tonight. I spent a couple hours doinking around with train track on the model layout in the basement, and when I thought I couldn’t justify spending any more time on that, I went upstairs, sat my butt down in the recliner and read other people’s drivel posted… Read.
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on track
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wakey-wakey
Bleary-eyed, I staggered into Java Cat, the coffee shop at the very top of Monona Avenue, at seven-thirty this morning. I had stumbled in my duties as the maker of the coffee and allowed our home supply of beans to run out so, for my penance this morning, I rolled out of bed into a… Read.
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typeface
I had lunch at Marigold Kitchen today, a restaurant just off capitol square. They have a sign hanging in the dining room that appears to be made up of old wood-block type in three or four different fonts, and this theme is carried over to the signs on the doors of the bathrooms, a sans… Read.
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Contagion
I took in a matinee showing of Contagion with My Darling B this morning, which was a little weird. Not that the movie itself was weird, watching it at ten o’clock in the morning was. Movies ought to be watched at night, don’t you think? We do, but for reasons we can’t quite put our… Read.
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Paula
My Darling B and I went to see Paula Poundstone at the Barrymore Theater last night and thoroughly enjoyed ourselves. But my, how that woman can talk! When she came out on the stage at five minutes after eight I joked to B that I hoped she would tack at least five more minutes on… Read.
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