Monthly Archives: February 2012

My problem with drugs

Dear diary, I write to you this evening to bare my soul. To be honest, frank and 100 percent truthful. There’s no more side-stepping my problem with drugs. You see, diary, there are many people in this city, state, nation … Continue reading

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Electing ridiculousness

Here’s something comical: A woman taking a concealed weapons permit class was accidentally shot today by a sheriff’s deputy teaching the course. I’ll give you a moment to process this. (It looks like this woman, the wife of another deputy, … Continue reading

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Weekends

Possibly the greatest part of the weekend is not knowing what I’m going to do. I always feel like I should cook something elaborate or visit or re-visit a place worthy of my weekend time; I always feel the weekends … Continue reading

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School lunches and 6,000-calorie burgers

There’s a rumble these days about a North Carolina youngster being forced to eat a school lunch in lieu of something she brought from home. The story goes this child’s lunch of a turkey sandwich, chips and apple juice was replaced … Continue reading

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The thanks

This is the thanks I get. Earlier tonight, I informed my daughter it was time for bed. After it, actually. The news was met with unusual tears. “I was going to make something!” she cried, pathetically. I could tell it … Continue reading

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Paul wins election; promptly bows out

Texas congressman: “I can’t believe people fell for that shit.” WASHINGTON – It seemed no one expected Ron Paul to become the 45th president of the United States. Including the Texas congressman himself. “I told people we could do this,” the straight-lipped … Continue reading

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The life story my favorite bike (part 3 of 3)

The 820’s life is over. I have declared it so. Granted, I am taking it out again tomorrow and it will probably do just fine, but still … I am getting a new bike. This 820 – an “entry level” … Continue reading

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The life story of my favorite bike (part 2 of 3)

It wasn’t for another six or so years until I sat on a bike again. By then, I was worlds away from my western New York childhood, inundated with life as a student at the University of North Carolina Wilmington. … Continue reading

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The life story of my favorite bike (part 1 of 3)

  When I was 4, or thereabouts, I got my first bicycle. White with black and red trim, this 16-inch masterpiece of the BMX world had everything I needed: namely, the ability to lock the rear brake at high speeds. … Continue reading

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