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Wednesday, November 19, 2014

Things Kids Say

I always liked Art Linkletter's radio show - and maybe it got to TV as well - "Kids Say the Darndest Things." I think it was a precursor to YouTube and all those cute videos of laughing babies, puppies and other baby animals. In our family, the "dictionary" of our communication was forever changed... Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, November 18, 2014

Brrrr

Coldest Nov. 18 on record was 14 degrees F. - set in 1932. According to the weather man on Ch. 4, the temp's going to go down a degree or so before sunup, and it's 14 right now. Looks like this morning will break the record. Factor in the wind and it feels like -1 out there. Now this may be a warm... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, November 17, 2014

Dreams, clips from another dimension...

Went to the mountains last night, walking up a side trail with my sister - not the one of flesh and blood, but one from that other dimension. She was carrying her baby, heading for this town or business complex in a high valley where they'd offered her a job. Apparently I was to mind the baby while... Sign in to see full entry.

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Bad Pun Monday

An old soldier who survived mustard gas and pepper spray is now a seasoned veteran. Dyslexic guy walks into a bra. Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, November 16, 2014

Free as a Bird

It was in him to take her life, he was certain the law would never touch him. He'd been one of them, a brother of the badge. Well, he'd been a military cop for a year or so, run in a few bad guys, drunks, waterfront bar brawlers. The job suited him, fed his notion of himself as an arbiter of morals,... Sign in to see full entry.

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LIAR'S OBIT

With cold intent you patterned lies of whole cloth, pinned them to fit your manikin, repeated them until you forgot you were their designer. Each day I scan the death notices looking for your name, for the appointed time and place to view what remains. Like doubting Thomas I will not believe until I... Sign in to see full entry.

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Saturday, November 15, 2014

Writer's Block - Blogit Style

Apparently this old girl doesn't do well when her routine is interrupted. I've been going to The Center every Tuesday for the past year. Getting up & dressed, getting out of the house, dealing with whatever comes up, visiting with the Bingo players and pool sharks has become the lynchpin of my week.... Sign in to see full entry.

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Friday, November 14, 2014

Watch Crow - conclusion

Jeffrey Atkins copied the vid, played back the images. “Bill, we need to pinpoint a location.” A few hours later, they decided their subject frequented a certain corner in the Capitol Hill area. “Get out there. See what turns up,” Atkins said. Bill nodded, strapped on his weapon, shrugged into a... Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, November 13, 2014

Watch Crow, Part 3

“We want to check this to see if it looks authentic.” Mike told her it was a prop for a science fiction movie. She walked them to a lab desk where Art took the first turn at the microscope. The bead was a bullet-shaped cylinder with a curved lens on one end and a fine metallic hair at the other. Art... Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, November 12, 2014

Watch Crow, part 2

Art put the bead on the table. “I was going to the bead shop, maybe get enough for a pack of smokes.” Mike picked it up, lifted his sunglasses. “Too small.” he said. The reference desk had a magnifying glass. Archangel waited until no one was nearby. “This ain’t a bead, A. It’s some kind of... Sign in to see full entry.

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