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Nut Free or Not
We recently returned from two weeks in Scandinavia, traveling by bus, ferry, and train through the majestically mountainous and lavishly green terrain of three countries: Sweden, Denmark, and Norway, countries populated by famously contented people with spirits of whimsy, idealism, individualism, and wonder.
On the ragged edge of Physics
On the ragged edge of Physics, I daily walk, distancing myself from Psychotics. Join me, please.
12 life hacks Mom and Dad didn’t teach
#9. To sharpen scissors, simply cut through sandpaper.
Must I repeat: use my dad’s garage stuff for inside the home purposes?!
On a positive note, I have scissors exactly like those pictured. They were my mother’s.
I miss my mom and dad.
The Opinions of the Husband
Legend has it that three days passed between when my mother’s father hung this trivet on the kitchen wall, next to the sink…before my grandmother noticed it.
Controlled Chaos
My desk is like my mind – an interesting, colorful chaos prevails.
I like it that way.
cash, trash, hashes and bashes – it’s all stashed in politics
There are already a dozen declared Republican candidate for the Presidency, an election that is over 500 days away, with another dozen deftly sniffing their trunks around the country, seeking cash.
Co-Variation Dance
I’ve long known that TIME and MONEY co-vary, but have recently detected a new element in the mix: ENERGY.
Living Life as a Miracle: Purple Hearts
A dozen purple hearts dance around my wrist alongside a sapphire as blue as my eyes, which not like the middle Eastern evil eye amulet, thank heaven.
No Doubt
KANSAS
There it was in print, bold at the top of an ad. The name of one of our favorite rock bands, not the state. In concert in Cerritos.
Though it was nearly an hour’s drive north east of our home, Larry and I were down.
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