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Friday, January 6, 2012

I know it's wrong, but I'm doing it anyway...

Ever since the dental disaster of early December, I've been shrinking. Shrink, shrank, shrunk, have shrunk, will have shrunk, -- oh hell, I can't remember future perfect tense. Don't be silly, nobody's perfect. That's a punch line from somewhere, or a lot of somewheres. You might assume from the... Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, January 5, 2012

Shaving My Dog -- (my son's e-mail, posted by permission)

Hi Mom - Here's a snippet of the e-mail message I told you about earlier. My friend Michelle said she thought I could write about shaving my pet dog and make it interesting and meaningful. Below is what I wrote back to her. (Remember, I wrote this in about 10 minutes time, so it does not flow... Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, January 4, 2012

A day at the Blackmare Buffet

Salute to the troops Grandson Matt left for basic training on Monday; scheduled to arrive in San Antonio Tuesday. He's no doubt up before dawn this morning, running his five miles with a pack on his back. I'll bet he looks handsome in camo, and macho with that new haircut. Once this next few weeks... Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, January 3, 2012

Sunrise - conclusion

Four years earlier Chen had lived in San Diego for one academic year, teaching two lecture courses in general chemistry at City College. Chem 200 was Monday-Wednesday from ten to noon, Chem 201 was Tuesday-Thursday at the same time. His schedule coincided with that of history instructor Norman... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, January 2, 2012

Sunrise - ("Butch" Cassidy's backstory)

Art had no idea that “Don (Butch) Cassidy” was a phony name, the latest of many, or that he'd helped maintain his good buddy's cover for more than three years. The way "Butch" saw things, he’d been in character so long he’d begun to feel like he really was the man they thought he was. Sometimes it... Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, January 1, 2012

“I haven’t heard about family,” Doan said. “It’s an odd thing – no shell casings, no fingerprints but yours and the decedent’s. It was execution style, bullet to the back of the head, no doubt they made him kneel in the closet.” “Ohmigod!” Sal said. “I can’t believe it.” “You think I’m lying?” “Oh,... Sign in to see full entry.

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Saturday, December 31, 2011

Sunshine - part 3

Sal glanced out and saw Art’s back and shoulders as he tethered Sunny to the parking meter. “Chen, it’s Butch,” she said. “It is? …. Good. I’ve got scraps for Sunny.” “Wait! It’s not Butch. It’s Art. Something’s wrong.” Chen watched at the pass-through as Art came in and sat at the counter. As Art... Sign in to see full entry.

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Friday, December 30, 2011

short blurb on yesterday

guy came up on the porch, rang the bell. I must've looked like the wrath of God. Hair on end, in my splotched up painting sweatshirt. guy backed up a step. he's from a local construction company, looking for remodeling jobs, home improvements. life must be hell for those poor construction guys --... Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunshine - part 3

Sal glanced out and saw Art’s back and shoulders as he tethered Sunny to the parking meter. “Chen, it’s Butch,” she said. “It is? …. Good. I’ve got scraps for Sunny.” “Wait! It’s not Butch. It’s Art. Something’s wrong.” Chen watched at the pass-through as Art came in and sat at the counter. As Art... Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, December 29, 2011

Sunshine - part 2

Art wasn’t sure exactly which of the cracker box houses belonged to Butch, it was either the second or third house from the corner. They were all alike, shake roofs, in need of paint and a bit of a nip-tuck; they all had the same narrow porches, same three steps, same handrails. But Sunny knew. He... Sign in to see full entry.

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