I backed my car out of a tight slot between SUVs at Walmart. My wife screamed, “Look out! Look out!” arms waving; scaring the living shit out of me. I slammed on the brakes. The car rocked at my sudden stop from .00006 miles per hour. The huge guy reflected in my rear view mirror [...]
Backing up at Walmart
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Flashback
I retired here. A conscious choice. Not like, I’m done working so I’ll just stay here, type bullshit. Rather, it’s quiet. There’s a hunting season but I live inside the city limit so you can’t discharge a gun; except during a family dispute. Even then it’s only fifty-fifty you’ll get off. During hunting season I [...]
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The Guru
As they rocked in his recliner the baby boy plastered on the front of him slept. A humming noise he made in his throat insured the kid remained unconscious. He remembered the noise from rocking his own long-gone son who had also fallen asleep right away when rocked while he repeated this noise over and [...]
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A Time for Beer
“Hey man, let’s go down to the Pub and grab a pint or three,” says Gropinski . His jeans are dirty from working on the docks. “Can’t. Got a pickleball game.” “A what?” He says. “Pickleball. My Ayurvedic counselor turned me on to it.” “What’s…?” He begins, but I give him my full gig. “I [...]
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This could be the 12-18-11 Blog Post
No having much knowledge of politics in general or politicians in particular, I was startled by this late night thought; a thought so clear I turned on the TV to see if I had heard it on the News. The thought was that Republican candidates for President are all either idiots or dangerous egotistical psychopaths. [...]
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Milo – a chapter from the new novel using my sister’s dog as the template.
“You probably need a treat. Let’s go find one. I’m thinking maybe ice cream.” Milo wags his tail. He knows those words.
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Blog 10-13: Why they shouldn’t try to teach football players how to write
Recently, in the Wall Street Journal, Fran Tarkenton, some quarterback from back in the day, suggested what a travesty the NFL would become if players were treated like US teachers and given tenure. Some flaws in Fran’s reasoning emerge when one considers the performance requirements for entry to the two leagues are different. The NFL admits [...]
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Blog 9-15-11
This blog thing obviously isn’t working out. Unlike the banana brains walking around constantly talking on smartphones, or texting, or sending blubber to facebook, or tweets to Kim Kardashian, it appears I do not have anything nonstop to say that cannot wait another day, or week, or even year. I have come to suspect the [...]
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Blog 9/2
I feel like that Sublime song, “wha happend (to 9/1)?” We were busy 9/1 because a guy came to install a new sink for us. We need our sink to be deeper so we can chop up the newspaper delivery person in it if the paper gets thrown in the gutter again. Today I painted [...]
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Blog 8-31
Life is tough – then you get snails in the garden. Snails are ubiquitous (love that word) around here. And they’re not even the edible kind like in France (?) Sluggo is the stuff that keeps them away but you can buy the active ingedient cheaper in other forms. You’ve no doubt heard snails are [...]
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