Monthly Archives: January 2010

Officer, I can explain

My daughter’s a thief. Petty crimes, but a thief nontheless. It started in school. She would come home and her pockets were filled with scraps of paper from an art project, rocks, extraneous beads, torn pieces from books, erasers, nicknacks, … Continue reading

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Play that funky music

The other week I was en route to work, flipping through the stations as usual. I started singing to one particular station and then heard it: “you’re listening to oldies 99.9” I was feeling good up until then. The next day, … Continue reading

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Don’t shit where you eat

This afternoon I made an appointment at a new salon, with an unknown stylist. You might ask, “why on earth would a soon to be 37 year old go randomly to a new person?” Shmuck in one word but let … Continue reading

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You’re shittin me

The other night my mother jetted off to Fla. and I took my childhood dog for the evening/day. She is 18 or 19 years old depending on which family member can do the math. My point is, she’s elderly. Hard … Continue reading

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