Category: Everyday Stories
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Learning how to honor the truth by being taught how G. W. never told a lie
First off. Despite the fact I was over at Stone Bridge lamenting the fact I used to love movies and how I hate Hollywood movies and how most have no substance, I got all way too excited when I came upon Arvin Hill’s Carnival of Horrors and his profile giving him as liking “Shakes the…
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What would a Minoan goddess do–vague thoughts on gratuities and peon empires
Not doing the Hooters jiggle This is a long post. As long as it is because it’s a subject I didn’t want to occasion any sense of trivialization, which I felt was happening in an initial shorter version. The Maidenform dream and the election train Alicublog makes the post Guy Thing in response to Sex,…
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Two Edward Hopper windows
There was even hail. Then drizzle. H.o.p. went to the toy store with Marty then the studio. The toy store was a ploy to distract and make him not worry about mom visiting at the hospital. H.o.p. said just this once and I explained I may be spending some evenings keeping company there over the…
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Ongoing confession of a long-standing party-pooper pessimist
Back in the early 80s, there was a lower economic area of Buckhead that began to eat itself in the hopes of attaining glory. We lived in the area right before it began to chow down. The name of the apartment “complex” may have been Oak Hill. My husband thinks it may have been Oak…
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A Radiant Botanist’s Primer: Lesson one, on the weeds and the flowers
From the NY Times which I see today has an article on megachurches (a subject I brought up in Friday’s post). When you ask people how Radiant has changed their lives, they will almost invariably talk about how it helped open their hearts. But there’s a kind of narrowing going on here as well, which…
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Twenty years after The Scream
Below “The Sun” 1909-1911. One of my favorites now. Obviously related to “The Scream.”
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And she stole all the curtains and the dresser
Consider this two posts in one. Happen (yesterday morning now) across the story at Pandagon. The IMAX movie, “Volcanoes of the Deep Sea”, banned at venues in southern states (GA, SC, NC and TX). Why? Because it mentions the dreaded big E word. Even the Fort Worth Museum of Science and History in Texas has…
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Techniques that profit nothing and fantastic invasions
Billmon’s left sidebar shows he’s reading Robert Gellately’s “Backing Hitler, Consent & Coercion in Nazi Germany”. I would post too in side bars what I read but the things I’m most influenced by I’ve been reading for 20 years, so wouldn’t be “things I’m reading” but “here’s my flesh and bone, looks suspiciously like paper…
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A congregation of harpies
So, I went from Alas, a Blog’s postings on Schiavo to Trish Wilson’s posting on Schiavo, after which she promised it would be a Schiavo-free zone. I commented and am now back here. I, too, hadn’t intended to blog on Terri Schiavo. Even last night after reading the latest at the NY Times, the argument…
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Spring is when Jesus dies. I remembered this Sunday because the billboards were up
Spring is nearly here. Virtually here. In the south, in Georgia, spring arrives early. One day in March you open your door and stumble over spring into summer. For the next couple of weeks summer and winter play badminton over spring’s head then send her off. Once a decade an ice storm will sweep through…
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Road to Stone Bridge
The below is from Stone Bridge. So in any case I went to college in 1959–maybe the problem was education–and quickly became a an activist in anti-segregation demonstrations, then soon enough a little bit beyond liberal, and by the end of the 60s a full-tilt revolutionary socialist. Though I have long since mostly reverted to…
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Why the bass player cried that night
Five or six years ago I tried blogging. We lived across the RR track, right next to the RR track, our too picturesque view of the world being the RR track and beyond it the large warehouse of a large dry cleaning establishment into which I never saw a single customer walk, which let the…