Tag: Wife
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Waiting for a sign from the unknown
Reaching out to the dead. This is a perfect night for listening to the rain. There is nothing worth watching on television, which is sometimes my refuge from reality, so I lie on the bed, not in bed, but on the bed with my cat keeping me company on the end of the bed, and we…
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The perfect joint
S. smoked grass for fifty years, beginning as a roadie with the Bob Seger band and ending in the living room with her old man — that’d be me.
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A post about nothing (kind of like a ‘Seinfeld’ episode)
Blogging is a self-publishing ego trip, of course, and self-publishing is often looked down upon, even scorned by many.
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Not a breath of air
The days of Miami Vice and Sonny Crockett when the humidity was high and so was I, so were we both.
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The silence of the dead is deafening
When I was twelve years old I rode my bike twenty miles to sit at my brother’s grave. I talked to him through the earth. I asked him if he could hear me.
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Hoping for a ghostly kick in the rear
It made him laugh, bitterly of course — that his being totally alone was Cosmic Justice, Karma, Payback from ‘God,’ whatever you want to call it.
Mary Saves the Day 