
mostly personal anecdotes where I sometimes try to be humorous
(maybe not always, Not everytime, but sometimes)
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The Rightness of Right
This morning I got up early and thought it would be a great time to head to the grocery store. I could beat the crowd and clear up our afternoon for other errands. As I was driving up to the store, I got to thinking about its layout. You see, these particular stores have four…
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The Long Goodbye
I used to hate this time of year – the post sweeps with six weeks to go before season finales rolled out time of year – the time of year that heralded a summer full of re-runs that never seemed to be the show you were watching. Lately, network summers seem to have extended into…
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Meet Indie Orto
Sunday morning my senses were assaulted by an exciting smell that caused me to sniff almost every square inch of house that we own and shoot the occasional glare at the cats.After much debate, we decided that one of the local tomcats had decided to mark our property as his. (If I’d known owning property…
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You Go Little Volleyball Dude
My office overlooks a volleyball court, which is normally packed with 20 somethings wearing as little as possible while beating a ball around. You see them at lunch, you see them every time you walk by the windows and they’re still at it when it’s time for you to head home. It reminds me of…
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That Bloody Duck
The infamous duck – bane of my existence. Sorry for the quality; I just had my cell phone on me.
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Hope Chests, Etc.
A friend of mine is heading to Vegas with her new beau next month and since its Vegas, I was giving her a hard time about pending nuptials. (Hey, it was a slow day and her brother did get married there not so long ago.) She quickly informed me that they were going to see…
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Beth-ipedia
I love listening to people being interviewed on NPR, because I learn so many fun “facts”. Recently, they interviewed a gentleman representing a new website titled Conservipedia – presumably the conservative answer to Wikipedia. (I would put up a link to it, but my hands might seize up and I might physically fall to the…
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The Will
I’ve carefully avoided going through my Mom’s thing up until now – it’s more from a sense of guilt that “it’s not mine” than any anticipated dread over the memories of my Mom. I even have her purse in my spare room that I haven’t gone through, yet because it’s hers and I was raised…
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An Irish Prayer
An Irish Prayer May those who love us, love us; and those who don’t love us, may God turn their hearts; and if He doesn’t turn their hearts, may he turn their ankles so we’ll know them by their limping. Happy Birthday, Dad! For those with a Second Life account (they’re free) – the traditional…
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Houston, We Have a Problem
Let’s just get it out there – I’m not keen on cell phone use especially when you’re driving. Sure, I have a bigger beef with it now since the woman who hit my brand new car, my car I got to replace the junker I used to drive, the car I got as my reward…
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Update
In addition to amusing my friends with stories they’re hearing for the umpteenth time (and you can tell they’re amused by the glazed over looks and plastered smiles), my website serves as a way to keep everyone up to date on my life’s little happenings. This is one of those updates. I just have a…
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A Town You Don’t Know
Last weekend I headed to the car dealership for a play date between my car and the dealership’s mechanics with my copy of the latest issue of Texas Monthly in tow. I feared I’d be limited to bass fishing tips or “Astronaut/Paris Swap Love Secrets/Diapers” if I left my magazine choices to chance. Once I…
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Weddings
I’ve always loved weddings – other people’s – because after all the planning, on your “special” day something inevitably goes awry – someone’s late, food doesn’t arrive, the soloist sings off key while the pipe organ plays “Groovy Kind of Love” and your bridesmaids run out into the entrance not fully dressed dodging arriving guests.…
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Happy Birthday, Mom
… really wish you were here.
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Tap
My tap classes started again and you’ve got to love how I just won’t quit. A fact I’m not sure my teacher appreciates. If I’m not mistaken, I’m going on 7 years of tap, and this is the first year I’m sticking to intermediate. Truth be told, I got kicked out of beginning by my…
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