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Not So Rock Solid

How does a rock get in a shoe? People contemplate the cosmos, and life and death … but I wonder how a rock gets in a shoe. I mean really, I’m just walking down the street and all of a … Continue reading

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Good Health

First they were told by the surgeon general that sitting upright while eating would decrease their lifespan due to the food pounding on their stomach from a vertical drop. So the people began to lie crooked and hunched over, reclining … Continue reading

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The Winter Thaw

Journal log entry – Jogging in place, staring out the back window of my living room, I can see the polyurethane netting I’d hung last year, stretching from pole to pole as a barrier between the critters ranging from deer … Continue reading

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Slanted Definitions 8

Snowboarding – A means of torture carried out in the winter (as opposed to waterboarding in warmer climates) Homesick – Only good for a commercial property (Unless you are a snowboarder, then it means: the best place to live) Preventive – … Continue reading

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My Adventures in Nashville Land (Continued … Again … Once More)

It was eleven thirtyish, bordering around midnight. The halls of the Opryland Hotel and Convention Center were empty except for me and a four foot tall, thirty pound potted plant in one hand, and a twenty pound mirror, which could … Continue reading

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My Adventures in Nashville Land (Continued … Again)

“Y’all,” I didn’t know when I began saying it, but I did. It wasn’t a means of me fitting in; it was more of the “in” fitting me. I just woke up one day and it had become part of … Continue reading

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Chalked: Part 17

One of the junior officers at the precinct slapped the side of the ancient television to remove the static. “And now a continuation on the breaking news from Lexington Station in Manhattan, magical trickery, high tech illusion, or is it … Continue reading

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My Adventures in Nashville Land (Continued)

He was either gay and aggressive, or he was going to kill me. I’m sure that got your attention. I was in Tennessee and a long way from home … and wasn’t I just like those many that had fallen … Continue reading

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My Adventures in Nashville Land

I packed as much as I could bring into my small dark grey Nissan Sentra, and leaving Vermont, began my minimalistic life in Nashville, Tennessee. With the cushion of a few months ability to pay the rent on a third … Continue reading

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Advice # 1 from someone who might not know anything

Have you ever been introduced to someone, and not but ten seconds later, you can’t recall his name? How can you recover? Well first of all, never say, “I’m sorry, what was your name again?” It sounds as if you … Continue reading

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