Category: Everyday Stories
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How to not be a reporter (or gossip, whichever)
My brother-in-law who lives out of town, was hanging out yesterday, as part of his job, with Trent Lott who was boosting his book. There was a question and answer session. Trent Lott isn’t really impresed with Miers (which we already know). He said couldn’t the president have picked someone who was a judge and…
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Complaining about the transparent con’s lack of self-respect
I’m in a shitty mood and because complaining about the Yog Monster which is our government would require my thinking about it, I shall waste my useless words on spam (such as has been slamming my comments areas for weeks and only the devil and its gleeful cackling minions know how purveyors of bogus services…
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The Ground Hornbill makes a gift of a magnolia cone
Went to the zoo and took along my not very good digital when I should have taken the good one, but I’ve pics I’d not yet downloaded from the other camera. The not-as-good camera is fickle and there was a moment I was assuming had been recorded but came out blurred. I’ve written before on…
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Whoowhoo–Oh, brother, now she’s writing about chemtrails?
(Note: I’ve updated with a higher magnification.) Whoowho–now she’s writing about chemtrails? No I’m not and I put a question mark because I don’t know what this is and am wondering if someone can tell me. So, we were near the end of the trip. We’d crossed the mighty Mississippi. Not a cloud in the…
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Museum of the Americas, Petrified Forest and Dino Park
Tuesday before last we left Phoenix and started back for Georgia. We would take Interstate 40 which would take us past Cadillac Ranch and get home late late Thursday evening. On the way in to Arizona we had seen however a dinosaur park and I had said it was a must visit on the way…
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To Phoenix and the Heard Museum
What I then did on my summer vacation. My dad had driven up to Cottonwood and spent three days with us there, touring around. Then on Saturday we went down to Phoenix for three days.
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We went to Tuzigoot and Jerome, Wednesday last
So, Wednesday last, we then went to Tuzigoot and Jerome.
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Sedona
My mother used to live in Sedona. We drove all of a few minutes over to it to eat at the popular Coffee Pot, named for one of the rock formations above Sedona. We had a nice breakfast.
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Our next exhibit
Pure poetry aided and abetted by Erik Satie, recommended by Norwegianity. Every afternoon at four o’clock, he finds himself in a room where he sits and watches the passing of the telephone lines playing on the opposite wall. The other day H.o.p. saw something that was only a positive archetypal figure in a brief story.…
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The sky swelled and swelled…
I have on my desk, Kate of Broken Window’s “Sky/Map, an Earth Work Diary”. It is on Indian Burial Mounds. Beautifully presented and filled with beautiful photographs. The entry below the first photograph reads, The birth of the universe was slow and arduous. The sky swelled and swelled over decades and centuries, as stars were…
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Ruby Falls
Apparently there is only one possible photo you can take at Ruby Falls at Chattanooga, Tennessee. This is it. You will notice that it was taken in 2003 and that it doesn’t bear my name. But it’s the exact same photo I took at Ruby Falls, except mine had a couple of water spray dots…
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Not that Hobo Joe’s
There is a little place in Cottonwood, Arizona called Hobo Joe’s Coffee Shop. 660 E Mingus Ave. My dad, Marty and H.o.p. and I were pointed to Hobo Joe’s by my mother who had never actually eaten there. I ordered the green chili omelette with cheddar and hash browns and biscuit. “Good choice,” said the…