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… subtitled: Sets Of Three So here we are, one week post-Armegeddon. Ashes fall, buildings glow in the dark, and cats eat day lilies. But let’s put things in order, shall we? I inadvertently left my severance contract on my desk when I was escorted from the premises. I only had seven days to review…

There’s Living, and then there’s Life. These days I find myself so enmeshed in the Living part of things that I lose track of Life. It’s a forest for the trees sort of thing. When I do have time to search the forest, I sometimes find myself contemplating mortality’s end. It isn’t the sort of…

The board I co-administer has one person on it who is very intelligent, articulate, funny, caring, active socially and politically, and who can push my buttons faster than Weird Al Yankowitz can push the buttons on an accordion. He believes the US should be negotiating with Afghan, and that the answer to America’s problems is…

pissed off now. The Prof stays up till 4:00. He comes to bed and then tosses and turns, keeping us both up until I give up and get up twenty minutes early, with less than four hours sleep under my belt (because he felt the need to come into the bedroom and wake me up…

From: Renewal Date Posted: 5 Nov 2003 So did the Socialist ever get his flu shot and if so, how did he handle the needle? So far, he’s handled the needle just fine. His mode of handling it is avoidance; if you don’t get the flu shot you don’t need to face the needle. He’s…

Lunch table conversation: “Hey Booker! You’ll never guess who spoke at my church yesterday!” “You got me, Pookey. Who?” “We had a lady give the sermon! Nobody showed up!” “Didn’t your church vote against that years ago? I remember you talking about that.” “I don’t know why they have to change things like this. It’s…