Category: play
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peace
My Darling B and I went out first thing in the morning in the canoe to paddle around the quiet lakes where no motorboats can go, and we didn’t even have to get out of the canoe at Beasley Creek to do it, so my guess that the water must be several inches higher this… Read.
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paddle
I paddled all the way up Beasley Creek without getting out of the kayak this morning. Just lazy, I guess. That’s the first time I’ve been able to do that. Either the water’s a little higher this year, or I’ve lost weight. I’ve never been able to paddle any further than about a hundred feet… Read.
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brats
Is there any better dinner food for a Saturday afternoon in summer than bratwurst prepared Wisconsin-style (boiled in a pot of beer with a sliced onion and a few tabs of butter)? The correct answer is no, there isn’t. It’s simply the yummiest food you can eat any time between May and September, but particularly… Read.
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scrabble
Sean is visiting this week so we took some time off from work to hang out with him. I managed to snag some vacation time today and so did Sean’s brother, Tim, but My Darling B had to work, so it was just the boys today. What did we do with our quality time together?… Read.
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whiskey
Tuning through radio stations in search of something I could stand to listen to, I came across an oldies station that was playing the kind of dance hall music that reminds me of the ending to The Shining when the camera gets closer and closer to the wall of photographs until it finally zooms in… Read.
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maitreya
I finally found a laughing buddha for sale on line that’s a dead ringer for the one that used to stand on the display case in Lazy Jane’s Cafe. He’s the usual fat-bellied buddha in an open robe, but the particular version of him that I’m looking for appears to be caught in the middle… Read.
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heinlein
Am currently re-reading The Moon Is A Harsh Mistress by a dean of Golden-Age authors, Robert Heinlein, thanks to my youngest son who stole into the ancestral manse by dark of night to leave his copy of the book on the arm of my recliner. I couldn’t figure out where my copy got to. At… Read.
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bologna
On the way home from work this evening we were stopped almost literally in our tracks when we both caught sight of the specials chalked on a sign standing on the sidewalk in front of Stalzy’s Deli on Atwood Avenue: “Fried egg and bologna sandwich!” we said. I coasted for another block. “Sounds good,” B… Read.
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guns
We were having a friendly conversation at work about robots and how they were the coolest thing ever. The robots in question were writing songs and painting pictures, which someone pointed out were taking away the most enjoyable pursuits of life and leaving us with … what? “I don’t care, so long as nobody gives… Read.
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snort
Here’s a fun thing to do on a Friday evening after work: Stop by the Old Sugar Distillery for a snort. We have a few brew pubs in town where you can pull up a chair and ask them to draw a frosty glass of beer brewed right on the premises, but up until the… Read.
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