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View ArticleAnd chaos reigns supreme.
This is the view across the top of my roll-top desk, past my room divider, into my kitchen. Like my life. Chaos. – Still getting over major tooth abcess and root canal work. – Now mother hearing...
View Articlewhat the hell is that on her head?
My mom is sitting down at the table having a cup of her fake coffee. AsI look down at her, I notice a thick smear of something light green stuck in her hair. Huh? So, I touch it. It’s sticky. I smell...
View ArticleSurviving the Western Mass Apocalypse
Well, it wasn’t really THE Apocalypse, but, after a week without heat or electricity or phone, and with temps in the house falling to about 45 degrees at night, it sure felt like it could be. The snow...
View ArticleWhen Bloggers Felt Like Family
More than a dozen years ago, when “personal” blogs were beginning to blossom, I managed to brazenly infiltrate a small group of such bloggers. all of whom were expert in some aspect of communications...
View Articlemy secular blue America
Every once in a while I post something of substance. Eight years ago I posted two pieces that, unfortunately, are just as relevant today. Two years ago, I re-posted them (with some parts missing as a...
View ArticleMag #213
Magpie Tales is a blog “dedicated to the enjoyment of poets and writers, for the purpose of honing their craft, sharing it with like-minded bloggers, and keeping their muses alive and well.” Each week,...
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Magpie Tales is a blog “dedicated to the enjoyment of poets and writers, for the purpose of honing their craft, sharing it with like-minded bloggers, and keeping their muses alive and well.” Each week,...
View ArticleMag #213
Magpie Tales is a blog “dedicated to the enjoyment of poets and writers, for the purpose of honing their craft, sharing it with like-minded bloggers, and keeping their muses alive and well.” Each week,...
View ArticleLow Empathy: the root of all evil
I am obsessed with the conviction that our human race is devolving because we are losing our capacity for empathy. And I am not alone in believing that is the root of all of the evil in this world....
View ArticleAnd chaos reigns supreme.
This is the view across the top of my roll-top desk, past my room divider, into my kitchen. Like my life. Chaos. — Still getting over major tooth abcess and root canal work. — Now mother hearing...
View Articlewhat the hell is that on her head?
My mom is sitting down at the table having a cup of her fake coffee. AsI look down at her, I notice a thick smear of something light green stuck in her hair. Huh? So, I touch it. It’s sticky. I smell...
View ArticleSurviving the Western Mass Apocalypse
Well, it wasn’t really THE Apocalypse, but, after a week without heat or electricity or phone, and with temps in the house falling to about 45 degrees at night, it sure felt like it could be. The snow...
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