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Saturday, November 22, 2014

A Little Help From My Friends...

I'll get by with a little help from my friends, I can fly with a little help from my friends, etc... It was top of the charts once. Classic Beatles. (Nobody writes like that any more.)There was also a much earlier one: "Friendship" that was the theme song for a TV show, "My Friend Irma." Friendship,... Sign in to see full entry.

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Friday, November 21, 2014

It’s Not About You (or is it?)

This is my second attempt to create a blog this a.m., and I’ve gone outside Blogit’s neat little cubicle to compose it, because the first attempt got snagged by a careless keystroke. I hate when that happens. So I’ve been working on the Write Your Own Story workbook, trying to get it organized by... Sign in to see full entry.

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Damn it! The Black Hole of Blogit swallowed my post. And it was good!

Wherever you are, you demon, I hope you choke! Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, November 20, 2014

Wednesday: Hinge of the week

Peg has been a bright spot in the Write Your Own Story group - Reiki (sp?) master, a retired audiologist/speech pathologist - highly skilled at pattern change and reinforcement for special needs students, stroke victims, etc. She was the organizer of the Wild Women of the Woods retreat I wrote... Sign in to see full entry.

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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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