Monthly Archives: October 2003

WE’RE BEING INVADED! HELP! MEN FROM MARS! RUN!!

A hopeful crowd of grackles followed me as I worked. Continue reading

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My cars don’t have names any more

The last coupla cars I’ve owned haven’t had enough personality for me to learn what their names were.  I miss that. Continue reading

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:: wheeze hack snuffle sneeze ::

Yes, boys and girls, that’s what happens when I get out in the back yard and rake Huge . . . Piles of Leaves, full of dust, pollen, and who-knows-what, without wearing a respirator. Continue reading

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So The Front blew through

leaving the sky overcast, a fair north wind blowing, and temps twenty-some degrees cooler than yesterday, which was unseasonably hot. Continue reading

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The Call just came

The Minions just phoned to offer me a place in their training class for the Empire’s inbound tech support contractors.  Ghods help me, I told ’em yes. Continue reading

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More sickness (but not mine this time)

L is at home today with some kind of gut bug. Continue reading

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The Infamous Neiman-Marcus Cookie, and how N-M sorta asked for it

Oh, yeah.  And the recipe makes REALLY sucky cookies. Continue reading

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Meanwhile, back at the ranch

I have to love someone an awful lot to give them a pound of shelled native pecans. Continue reading

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A disquisition on the evolution of dustbunnies, and other matters

At one point all fifteen volunteers were taking pledges at once. Continue reading

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Oh, hellfire and damnation

That’s one of those antique phrases that no one else seems even to know any longer:  “all hands and the cook.” Continue reading

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