I want a freakin’ chicken. No, I’m not kidding. I want a chicken. I want several. A gaggle or a flock or a peck... Read More
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… on big boy pig piles
Little boys tend to fall into one of two categories. They are dinosaur kids, or truck kids. I’m not saying that the same kid... Read More
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… on sociopaths and psychopaths (there is a difference)
Once upon a time in or about the year 2000, my dear husband and I had a conversation over a cup of coffee on... Read More
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… on oddballs and tennis balls
See that guy up there? Oddball. It isn’t his name. It’s just him. I don’t even know his name. But I’ve seen him nearly... Read More
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… on rocky balboa (at 11 months)
This is the raw photo of the champ. Eventually it will make its way, in black and white, onto a full-blown movie poster. There... Read More
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… on a name for a dog
Once upon a day in-or-about the year 1999, I found myself pulling off an exit on Route 95 and into the parking lot of... Read More
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… on watching television
Every morning in Maine, I come downstairs and my very first chore is to move around the house, opening up the windows and let... Read More
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… on t and marshal (part two)
I’ve never written a ‘part two’ to anything before. How do you start this? I was just watching Gilmore Girls and the episode started... Read More
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… on t and marshal (part one)
Did you know that there was a study done recently that showed that Facebook can contribute to depression? Yep. Now, I have to add... Read More
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… on best friends
This is a shout out to all the ladies out there (Not all the single ladies, as that would require weird reversed jazz hands... Read More
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… on puppies in repose
This post should really be entitled, ‘…on puppY in repose’. As in singular puppy. Singular nine-month-old puppy. For the record, nine month old puppies... Read More
