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I wrote my first paper for Renaissance Lit. & Culture last week. It was a blast. I think Dr. Stephens said that we get our grades on Friday, so I suppose I’ll have to endure the week before I know if it was well-constructed. If not, at least I had fun, right? Ha. Hahaha. ( Read more... )

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Ok, so he’s not new. He’s 80. But he looked like a kid again. Yes, I’m talking about my Popie. The surprise party was a hoot, but I’ll get to that in a minute. First we must discuss the scooter he got. It’s a small, motorized device that goes about 15 mph. He was terrified ( Read more... )

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Mmm. Non-specific chocolate drinks are tasty. Three cheers for the yellow label. Yoohoo. I drink you. Sippy sip. Dip. Flip. Out. Da doing doing boing. Bingo benjamin. G5. Pass go. $200 please. Rewrite the rulebooks, y’all. It’s more fun that way.

Finished all my reading for ( Read more... )

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My cat is adorable when he sleeps, vicious when he attacks, and soft when he curls up on my pillow at night. Aww. Cue sappy noises. I love my shadow. He’s taken to talking even more than he used to. It’s both annoying and endearing (like nagging from the one you love). Ah ( Read more... )

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escape is always an option.
you can always run away; slow down.
no reason to hurry toward an unknown destination.
there are no certainties.
you never know where you’re headed or where you’ve been.
most of the time, where you’re at is just an accident.
this is not a diatribe ( Read more... )

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Roasted corn cob hob-knob around the wind-bend tree; see tornado split stem hemmed cafe roof proof it can happen to you. In other ways to say we praise the life of a dying man near Robbie’s diner, still showing signs of a shiner from the cyclone dance of ‘94. Some come from ( Read more... )

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Well, I’m back from the anniversary gig for my grandparents. Fifty years is a long time and a great accomplishment, but I remember my other set of grandparents being a lot happier at their celebration some six years ago. Granted, my dad’s parents are always happier than my ( Read more... )

Tonight I am curled up alone, watching Message in a Bottle ( Read more... )

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Sometimes I catch the scent of her catching me like deep breath on a hollow morn in valleyed peaks. She smells together in my pieces. But I can’t remember the whispered name know it isn’t mine but I’ve heard it before. Shadow lover, speak to me in tongues I understand like ( Read more... )

Well, the weekend was hit and miss ( Read more... )