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I don't suppose I should use this as a notebook, but I have put a few things in files in my mailbox and marked a few things as favorites...

I had the purest feelings of rage and frustration earlier today due to butting heads with someone in my life.  It happens so often, I have l...

An excerpt from a blog I comment on: Virginia Llorca, on May 24, 2011 at 10:41 pm said: My grandpa took me to Madison Street to buy sh...

I surf blogs, as I have mentioned before, and many of them have the niftiest templates.  I consider that stuff way too techy for me, but tod...

My father was a police officer in a medium-sized, well-known suburb of Chicago,  Illinois.  What the heck--it was Oak Park.  And for part of...

I posted a survey type question on Goodreads(dot)com addressing some questions I have for people who are now primarily doing their reading o...

What do I know?  I know more than a thousand times, someone, somewhere, and in some pretty darn disparate places, has chanced upon or been l...

You might as well stop.  You know I don't care anymore and you are just taking up space and being annoying.  You know, YOU KNOW, that on...

I am proud of my blog.  I am glad people read it.  I find  the stats fascinating.  I understand it is public.  There is stuff I have regrett...

Tomorrow is Easter.   There was a kind of a cute cartoon in B.C. today about it.  I like when they get the message across and don't labo...

I just read a blog and, in the person's remarks about who she was, she said, "I am a hole in the flute that Jesus' breath goes ...

I surf blogs. It makes me feel very good when I see a family where the mom and dad look like they are both good looking enough to deserve e...

My heart breaks for people who have a problem with alcohol, and believe me, I grew up in a household where the problems with alcohol were ex...

I don't know if it is how I was raised, or the size of my amygdala, or the mercury from the broken thermometer I played with, (you can m...

My stats say four people in Japan looked at my blog yesterday. I really would think they would have something better to do, but I am so fla...

Every thread I participate in grinds to a sudden halt as soon as I comment. Sometimes not immediately. Sometimes I tolerate two or three r...

One of the things that annoy me most of all is when people underestimate me. Sure I lead a pretty marginalized existence, trying to get the...

I hardly know where to start. I will ramble. I will control it. I am obsessed with the war in Afghanistan. I am obsessed with the Restrepo f...

Some words need redefining I think. What exactly is resentment anyway? Is it the feeling you get when you are constantly doing things you ha...