News of the Dead

Okay, Tucson isn’t so bad. I met a guy yesterday who’s obviously sane and actually grew up here, so there goes that theory. It must just be my family, and of course it’s too damn hot. We went on a leisurely errand around sunset. It had cooled to 100 °F, so I lowered the windows [...]

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No, there’s nothing wrong with me. Give them enough time and opportunity, though, and they’ll probably find something. They always do. Tomorrow I do the “prep” for a wholly obnoxious procedure wherein a nice man with a terrible job shoves a camera up my ass. Yes, this is the first time. I swear the only [...]

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[To hell with this post, go read this one!] But barely, it seems. What a terrible week. Current events have dragged me low, low, low… The administration’s tax cut bill “temporarily” guts Social Security funding, which no one seems to be paying any attention to, and the incoming Republican representatives have their sights set on [...]

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She had me there, of course. That’s the first thing that jumped out at me when I started reviewing some of my ancient blog posts. The insight was depressing, but then I reasoned that if I couldn’t do anything about the way I am, I might as well stop trying: screw it, just have fun and make some money while that’s still possible. Let it all roll off like raindrops on my forehead.

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It doesn’t look like they’re going to, but I sure wish they would. Just a short one this morning, and overtly political for a change, because I can’t shut up about the way the Democrats and “progressive” blogs are getting all misty-eyed over health care “reform.” Just as I suspected, a glance at the House [...]

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I happened to glance over at the feeding frenzy at the “free box” adjacent to the recycling center: someone had dropped off a couple boxes of clothes, and half a dozen people were tearing into the donated items, flinging them right and left in a mad rush to find something that fit. I looked more closely: one of them was a big guy with a beard, maybe 30 years old, wearing a beat-up hat and wearing a dress. Well, who doesn’t like matching outfits, I told myself. Fling, rip… I could hardly watch, even with the comic relief.

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I see how it all works now, and the whole thing is scaleable! Very scary. All I wanted to do was find a pair of what used to be called “tennis shoes” (or “boat shoes” in Maryland), those formerly ubiquitous low-cut white canvas sneakers of days gone by. In past decades, I’d just go to [...]

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This afternoon I deep-cleaned the bathroom, or at least the parts that count. There’s a stack of tiny little shelves that get filled with dust, mirrors, jars & tubes that need a mercy wipe, the [avert your eyes] bathtub, toilet, all that stuff. And then there’s The Sink: the encrusted mineral deposits around the faucet [...]

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