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The small ways in which art imitates life – Sightseeing “Unending Wonders”
Fireworks Emporium, Tennessee Fireworks Emporium Revisited, Tennessee – Google Maps Redux The thrill and explosive, thunderous pizazz of colorful fireworks, which we Americans so closely associate with the clarion call of freedom and the 4th of July, but instead of a celebration of peace were probably more intended to recall and celebrate the “rockets red…
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What we did
First off we got lost on the way to the town south of Atlanta where my elder younger brother lives. So we drove around back highways for a while and I wondered, as I always do when we’re on our way down to visit them, at all the little churches holding ground at the interesections…
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City wildlife
Aren’t they all gorgeous? Doesn’t H.o.p. look deceptively sweet? Not that he isn’t, he’s sweet as can be. He’s also a major imp and T. Wrecks.
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Preserving the underground history of a city
Apparently it’s annother anniversary with Earthlink. They send us a link to an anniversary page that shows a present with confetti raining over it. Despite the fact I hate Earthlink, confetti always manages to make me feel special. Inner child goes, “Look, confetti!” for one split second. But even the inner child knows better and…
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Ouch (a public service annoucement)
Something not to do in a confined space with your child is play a variation of Blind Man’s Bluff. Which we were doing yesterday morning, my eyes were closed, and I ended up tripping backwards over a toy and usually I’m good at catching myslf in such situations but that’s when I can see and…
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Happy birthday to me
Happy birthday to me, happy birthday to me… Marty’s out of town on a gig today with Heaven Davis, and is playing tomorrow as well so it was nice to get a call from my brother, G., whose wife and child are out of town, and he’ll be coming over tonight for a bit to…
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Who's buying all those ugly Honda Elements? Musicians.
While I’m sitting here burning and burning and burning stuff off onto disks (spurred to do so by realizing I did indeed lose several digital painted portraits of H.o.p. sometime during the latest computer drama that lasted several months and is still ongoing as this thing is freezing up all the time and has me…
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The apartment above us doesn’t like anyone to pay rent for it or live there very long
When you hear lots of scraping on the floor above in the middle of the night, if you live in an apartment building you may suddenly become an heir to plants left behind by neighbors who are slipping away without paying their rent. The first time we ended up with a concrete lawn bunny and…
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Vaguely hunting
We can no longer stand driving around this big smog-entrenched, heat island of a city in an old rambling falling apart van with no air conditioning. Falling apart is one thing. No air is another. The lungs suffer. Of course, not knowing if your vehicle is going to start up when you cut it off…
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The road to illumination is filled with potholes
H.o.p. (batting at an old earring I’d pulled out and worn today): What’s that? Me: It’s a building. H.o.p.: No, it’s not. Me: We were driving along, I saw it on the horizon, thought what a great building, plucked it and put it on my ear. H.o.p.: I’ts not a building. Me: Sure it is.…
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More absolutely useless information that should probably be kept to one's self – Exhibit 15,456
Back in March I started trying to open the Duracell double A battery recharger package. It’s been rough. Am I gratified that today I finally succeeded? No. I was determined that nails and teeth should do the job but having worn through them, today I broke out the scissors and eventually the circular saw. That…
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Benadryl and Juliette of the Spirits doesn’t mix well
One reason I’m slogging through mud around here is because I’ve been doing Benadryl round the clock for allergies the past couple of weeks, which I hate as sometimes it makes me feel quite doped. Had just taken some last night when I sat down to watch “Juliette of the Spirits”, which I’ve not seen…