That’s Gonna Sting.

About a month ago I woke up in a most unusual position. (Don’t be nasty, Syd.) My arms were crossed very, very tightly across my chest.

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Da-Na-Na-Na!

So, back in 1998 when I lived in Atlanta I somehow scrounged enough money to buy a Crafter acoustic electric guitar.

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Protected: Insult, Meet Injury. Surely, You’ll Get Along Great.

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Loss, Potential and Actual

My mother called at 7am PST today. I knew what she was going to say before I picked up the phone. “Hi Mom,” I said.

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Bayou’s Dream Appliance.

Don’t be nasty. (Syd, I’m looking at you.) I had a dream last night that Bayou and I were shopping for clothes because we lost weight.

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I Wish You Well

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Duh, I Think I Get It Now.

The last few years I’ve had these occasional bouts of “Should I have’s”, mainly with regards to whether I should have gone to college right after high school.

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Intelligence Lost

I’ve been reading a fantastically interesting book called “The Code Book: The Science of Secrecy from Ancient Egypt to Quantum Cryptography” by Simon Singh.

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Echoes

My sleep patterns were good and steady, until this past March when Dad died. I sleep, but I don’t feel rested.

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Fall Is Here…

…because I made my first pot roast of the season last night. If you’d like to recreate this yummy-ness, here’s the recipe: Ingredients 1 eye of round roast 1 bag of white or red new potatoes 1 bag of baby carrots 2 beef bullion cubes 1/2 to 1 white or yellow onion Kitchen Bouquet Montreal Steak Seasoning 2 Bay leaves I do this in the [.

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