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Tuesday, January 7, 2025

HOWZIT GOING?

I saw a lot of gloomy predictions on the news channels before and after the election. Some thought all hell was going to break loose if DJT won. And then he won. What I've noticed since then is an uptick in nasty cartoons and slams of Pres. Joe Biden. It's like the press has decided he was the evil... Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, January 5, 2025

Old Song Lyrics: Oh, my Darling Clementine.

In a cavern, In a canyon, Excavating for a mine, Dwelt a miner, forty-niner, And his daughter, Clementine. Chorus: Oh my darling, Oh my darling, Oh my darling Clementine, You are lost and gone forever, Dreadful sorry Clementine. Repeat chorus Light she was, and like a fairy, And her shoes were... Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, January 2, 2025

OK, IT'S 2025. WHATCHA GONNA DO ABOUT IT?

I had a doctor's routine appointment this morning. Didn't want to go to it, because it's so darn cold and gloomy. It's a regular 6-month checkup, no issues to report, but I made myself get showered, dressed and out the door. The good news is he doesn't need to see me for another 6 months. That will... Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, December 31, 2024

NOT A HORSE RACE

I was 14, Tommy Snodgrass about the same age. My family lived at the edge of town, the Snodgrass clan owned a ranch in the valley nearby. Tommy was a schoolmate, and rode the same big yellow school bus to Mossyrock school. One summer morning Tommy came riding up on a horse, leading another. Her name... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, December 30, 2024

Another limerick from way back somewhere

A diner while dining at Crewe Found quite a large mouse in his stew. Said the waiter, don't shout or wave it about, Or the rest will be wanting one, too. - * - Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, December 29, 2024

OLD LIMERICK

There was an old lady who said, when she found a thief under her bed: "Get up from the floor You're too close to the door, And I fear you'll take cold in the head." Sign in to see full entry.

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Saturday, December 28, 2024

New Adventures of the Old Squirrels

The Brick Street Troop has been around this week, checking out the scene. Not much to see this time of year: the walnut tree didn't bear any fruit last fall, since the lawn grass is dormant no tender shoots for Groundhog or Rabbit. The three fuzztails didn't stick around long. I'm guessing they had... Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, December 26, 2024

I NEVER TOLD YOU THIS:

I met Santa Claus once, over 40 years ago. He was working a summer job at SIUE. Nobody recognized him in spite of his beard and jolly laugh because he came to work in jeans and a Grateful Dead tee shirt. He worked for Campus Security as a greeter, conducting tours for new faculty members so they... Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, December 25, 2024

IMPROMPTU VERSE (IT'S ALMOST THE WORST)

The Grinch and I, we went for a walk around Leclaire park. He wanted to talk. He said holiday merriment just made him glum because he had neither family nor chum. So, I asked if he'd ever thought maybe he should Pretend he was cheerful. He doubted he could, For his nature was formed by life's... Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, December 24, 2024

ONCE UPON A TIME IN SALKUM

On a Christmas when I was 13 or 14, we lived in Salkum, a tiny village in the Cascade Foothills of Western Washington. We had to pick up our mail at the Post Office (Village of only about 80 families). Mom was a busy letter writer, and we'd often see her writing to Grandma and the Aunties when we... Sign in to see full entry.

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