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The only sin is quitting.
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Gracie prevails... in These titles mean nothing.
It wasn’t easy. It took: pizza leftovers a couple rounds of doggie bag fried cheese curds potato salad plates to lick leftovers from gyro sandwiches Plus shelter from several thunderstorms P...
Day whichever... in These titles mean nothing.
I’m beginning to regret that I’m not naming the days like Seinfeld episodes - the one we did this, the one we did that, the one we did almost nothing. Oh well I am not Larry David. I am less ric...
A few more days... in These titles mean nothing.
… and thus.... Yesterday was Sunday, and we stuck around home. Sticking around home included: a trip to the creek where Gracie splashed a walk to the spring in the woods where we saw butterfli...
I had in mind...... in These titles mean nothing.
… a bullet list. The pressure behind the bullet list seems to have decreased but there might be a bit of it left. Let’s see… It’s been really hot and humid the last few days. Weather is suppos...
I am a very lucky person... in These titles mean nothing.
..in a million ways. Let me count a dozen or so ways: I just came home from work. I worked 56 hours this week. I had a good time a lot of that time. I am making more money than I’ve ever mad...
Cows on rented pasture. I regret the one on right perfectly behind the fence post. I cropped both these pictures to remove excessive foreground. I should have centered the pic below - removin...
Five things - since I'm not doing anything anyway in These titles mean nothing.
5 things in my bag… I take a cloth bag to work with - 1. My lunch (usually crackers, cheese and fruit). 2. The book I’m reading at breaks (now An American Tragedy by T. Dreiser). 3. A beat up a...
Three rather odd photos... in These titles mean nothing.
… and whatever else I can think of to put here. You want the photos first? So you can just see how odd they are and then move on to more interesting people? I don’t mind. Here they are: Firs...
Happy DAy! in These titles mean nothing.
I am in an exceedingly good mood. I suppose caffeine is a big factor. I made a pot of coffee this morning in the mini-Mr. And I’ve filled the First Nations cup with ice three times - twice at ...
A piece of peace... in These titles mean nothing.
Just let it run in the background. It’s an hour long and there are no visuals. Early Fleetwood Mac with Peter Green - The Albratross. BBC this morning - friend Dan Damon - was interviewing Scar...
Let me tell you about me... in These titles mean nothing.
… in 15 minutes. That’s how much time I have. Not a lot. It turns out I can spend an hour or maybe even hours writing here. I can let my thoughts and my finger strokes expand to fill the time...
I intended to write here this morning... in These titles mean nothing.
Well I intend to write here a lot and then almost never do. Something gets in the way. Other computer places sometimes. I wandered around FB this morning finding things that lead me to other t...
I resolve: in These titles mean nothing.
to do what I say I will do. Does that mean I will do more? Or say less? Either way will be an improvement. Have a good day, everyone!
Any questions? in These titles mean nothing.
I’ve seen a few people here asking for questions and I thought I’d try it too. So feel free. Ask.
It's 1:25 am and I'm pretty much wide awake. in These titles mean nothing.
I have to be at work at 5. I’ve slept some, not sure how much. I was awake when Jim came home from the fair which was several hours ago. I got up and talked to him and checked out the computer...
Hey, sorry about the previous non-entry... in These titles mean nothing.
I fully intended to come back and explain and guess what? I didn’t. It wasn’t even supposed to be public. It was supposed to be the start of a draft and I hit the wrong button and thought to he...
Way in whihc I am like Isacat in These titles mean nothing.
That ‘s what I ‘m having next time I’m at Fayze’s. I don’t get invited to your house.
Way in whihc I am like Isacat in These titles mean nothing.
That ‘s what I ‘m having next time I’m at Fayze’s. I don’t get invited to your house.
Train movies... in These titles mean nothing.
On my birthday, the Loggers played a doubleheader. Sometime around the end of the first game - they lost and the beginning of the second - they won, I got a little bored. Since I needed steps, ...
Just twenty five years ago... in These titles mean nothing.
Monday June 4, 1990, pretty day. Ate oatmeal, potatoes and cottage cheese. Kind of a white diet. This is being written Thursday night and I don’t remember anything about Monday. I walked home...
Twenty five years ago twenty five years ago in These titles mean nothing.
I wrote this in May of 1990: What was it like in the old days? Twenty-five years ago - before there was a Sesame Street - female voices never read the news on TV or radio - before disposable diap...
A picture... in These titles mean nothing.
It’s from here: http://www.railpictures.net/photo/535787 Mine this time: This too:
A fingernail clipping.... in These titles mean nothing.
… of a moon hung in last night’s sunset accompanied by an evening star or two. Then the moon followed the sun and the stars were alone. But brighter.
Passive-Agressive Birthday in These titles mean nothing.
I don’t want attention. I want attention. I want it on my own terms. I bought myself a refrigerator magnet that says: ‘You say narcissistic prima donna like it’s a bad thing.’ So anyway than...
Now... in These titles mean nothing.
… is 7:30 pm CDT. Here… … is my kitchen table, my kitchen, my house, my place in the world. I… … am not feeling or thinking or being anything very interesting. I’m suspended in the Here and No...
