Tag: Maria
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a couple of farts
While cleaning up a mess in the basement recently, I found a box of photos I had lost track of for quite a while. I was even a little afraid the photos may have been accidentally tosses with the trash a while back, but no! They were not! And I am so happy about that. Read.
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hop in
Many many moons ago I drove my lemon yellow Volkswagen bus from Colorado to California to visit my brother. I drove south from Denver to Albuquerque and then, in spite of every lesson I learned from Bugs Bunny about taking a left turn there,* I turned right, drove all the way across Arizona on old Read.
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Hitch
I was driving through Carmel, California one afternoon when I came to an intersection where I had to stop at a light. A guy on the corner getting ready to cross was watching me the way a dog stares at you when you’re holding a biscuit in the air. I guessed he was waiting to Read.
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Veedub tale
There’s a Volkswagen microbus parked along the curb on Midvale Avenue, the street we drive every morning when I take My Darling B to work. It’s got a fresh coat of toothpaste-green paint and For Sale a sign in the back window and each time I passed by I became even more powerfully convinced that Read.
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