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Reinforcing One’s Worldview
“You’re absolutely right!”
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It’s Not That Complicated
I go to work. I come home. I start dinner. I sit on my back porch in my fifteen dollar red plastic Adirondack chair, and put my feet up on my brown plastic thrift shop stool. My dog Quagmire jumps on my lap. Sometimes I ask him to tell me about his day. He’s never…
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Taking the Good with the Bad
Note: I wrote this post long before I wrote One Very Close Shave, long before I had finally decided to listen to my little voice and not take this house! There is a happy ending– stay tuned! But I decided to post this anyway, because it is so revealing about my internal struggle. Many years…
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Oh, the Humanity!
My dogs are no longer speaking to me. Quagmire is full of righteous indignation because I sprung a surprise bath on him the other night. Apparently while I was at work, he took every opportunity to stick his head under Devo’s urine stream and then he rolled on dead things for added fragrance. When I…
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The Anatomy of a Great Day
Have you ever had one of those days when everything seems to be wonderful? I had one about a week ago. (Thank you. More please.) So I decided to sort of dissect the day to see what I could do to increase its frequency. I got up at 5 am, and was well rested for…
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I’b Sigck 🙁
Two hours before quitting time on Friday I get this tickle in my throat. You know the one. That little portent of doom that will soon take over your whole world, and you can’t do anything about it. I had such plans. The weather was going to be great. I was going to take the…
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Mass Killings in Schools
Ripped from the headlines: A man kills his wife, and then goes to a school and kills 43 people, 38 of whom were children between the ages of 7 and 12, and injures 58 more before killing himself. Sandy Hook Elementary School? Nope. The Bath School Disaster occurred on May 19, 1927 and shocked the…
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A Dog’s Worst Nightmare
Hi! I’m Devo! Mom let my brother Blue write a blog entry once, Blue Explains Why You Should Support Rescue Orgs, and I’ve been hounding her to give me a turn ever since. Being a dog, that’s something I’m rather good at. Hounding. Get it? Mom says I have a great sense of humor, and…