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To the Drunk Who Sat behind Me
Your horrible behavior is being immortalized in this blog.
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White Privilege Run Amok
An unwavering sense of entitlement was never bred into me.
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Drunken Karaoke
It’s funny, unless you live next door and are trying to sleep.
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Starting Out Silver
Dating in one’s 50’s, or even later than that, is something else again. It’s not for sissies. It adds another whole layer of complexity to things. In your 50’s, you’re more apt to come with appliances. Glasses. Dentures. Night Guards, canes or back braces, arch supports, bottles of pills. There are things you can no…
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That Place Beyond Logic
There ought to be a word for people who irrationally cling to their beliefs way beyond the point where they could possibly make any sense to anyone, including themselves. Some of these people are simply desperately stupid. Others are just so stubborn that they refuse to change their stance even when they themselves must realize…
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My Own Personal Dallas
The other day I had a unique opportunity. I attended a friend’s extended family gathering. The thing is, no one there knew me except my friend, and they didn’t realize how much I knew about their family dynamics. I’ve been friends with this person for decades, and he confides in me. I know all the…
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Another Rant About Alcoholism
One of my most popular blog entries is Why I Hate Alcohol, and I genuinely thought I’d gotten all my anger about the subject off my chest when I wrote it. It turns out that that is not the case. Far from it. The other day, someone who calls himself “Dad” commented on another one…