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Tuesday, March 30, 2010

A little family history -- Part of mother's story.

Politics & Family Values Margaret was 10, the oldest of five when Bert S***, her papa, died of typhoid, from his deathbed he grabbed and bruised her little arms his last words “take care of your mother.” Her mother, Lucy, 26 and widowed, hung onto the family’s Yakima valley homestead by the skin of... Sign in to see full entry.

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Friday, March 26, 2010

Sometimes ... well, we just don't know WTF is going on.

I've been dealing with the character I call Archie for some time. I never liked him. He was closed off, harsh, did what he was expected to do but often grudgingly. He's a resentful bastard who takes his discontent out on folks around him. Someone suggested he's too much a type, and I didn't include... Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, March 25, 2010

Jean called last night...

She started reading me her journal from a camping trip she took in 1989. Did I know where Superior Mountain was? I must know, there's a rest stop and camp ground there, right along the road that comes up from California. Hwy 405 I think she said. "Oh, by the way, did I mention I was in the State of... Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, March 24, 2010

It's affected my concentration...

I met this guy yesterday. He made a point of telling me he was dating a lot these days. Told him plainly he was just too young for me. That I'm not dating much these days, can't seem to find a guy who fits my bill. He asked what the requirements were. I said nice guy, someone who could put up a... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, March 22, 2010

Spring fever and all that jazz

I got up yesterday with the words "kiss my ass" echoing through my mind. I was aggravated from a dream (or was it a memory.) In any case, I was ticked completely off. I have no idea what it was that set me off. It'll come to me. I tried to write some kind of coherent report about Friday morning, my... Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, March 17, 2010

Isn't Limerick the name of a town in Ireland?

Extra Credit In Professor O'Dull's English class, said a charming and lively young lass, "In bed I'm quite good, do you think that you could trade an A for a roll in the grass?" Translation: there's more to a GPA than the raw numbers. Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, March 16, 2010

The janitor's secretary...

Someone asked me what I did at Poag Tech -- which was a handle they gave the college they were building in the middle of 2600 acres just outside Mundane. So I told 'em the easiest way to describe it was that I was the janitor's secretary. My boss ran the physical plant department, which included... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, March 15, 2010

Tomorrow I'll tell you about the

professor on the roof. Just thought of it a few minutes ago, but by tomorrow it will slip my mind, so this is a reminder to me. Sign in to see full entry.

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The old girls were in rare form yesterday...

June stopped by one morning last week on her way to Coffee Heaven to leave a note that she wouldn't be at the library on Sunday. She said she'd leave this book, the greatest book she's ever read on writing, at the desk so I could sign it out. As it happened, she was at the library when I showed up... Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, March 14, 2010

New Mexican restaurant...

Yesterday my boys and I got together at a new Mexican restaurant. In this economy I predicted any new restaurant would have a tough time of it. And it was a rainy, blustery evening, which is practically guaranteed to keep people tucked in at home. We got there around five, and there were, as... Sign in to see full entry.

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