Tag: fun
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: let’s do the hokey pokey :
‘In the depth of winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer.’ — Albert Camus Way back when — last month — that kind of schmaltz got an eye roll and went straight into the pompous file. Writers love to wax poetic, they can’t help themselves. It’s a lovely sentiment and…
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: a soul-searching expedition :
I hate to go all metaphysical here, but I’ve been wondering about the soul. More specifically, what the Hell is it? With that, my voyage to discovery began. And ended. I couldn’t even find a decent definition, nothing to indicate whether the soul is real or imagined. I checked the New Oxford American Dictionary, a usually…
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: 10 thoughts, none of them mine :
Seemingly overnight the United States went from respectable country to Rube Goldberg contraption. We’re the ball bearings. We careen, we hurtle, we veer from pillar to post and back again. We’re an accident waiting to happen and, urk, I’m carsick. So I retreat into my head where it’s safe and things make sense. It’s a survival technique.…
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: I’ll count to 3, you’d better be gone :
One — ohmygod, this is so stoopid. Two — pretending to threaten winter is lame, even for me. Three — okay, now what? I don’t know, that’s as far I got. Drop it and move on. Hey, kids, welcome to February and the final 28 days of winter. It landed on our doorstep first thing…
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: laundry room conversations :
Being the new girl is dicey. You need to be wary of strangers, right? So, as a precaution, I put my guard up and maintain a low profile while I learn the lay of the land. Then I try to figure out who’s a gossip, who’s a snitch, who’s a buttinsky, a gasbag, a clinger,…
the whirly girl 