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Who Are You? It May Not Be Pretty.

As you may have noticed, I try to write clever things that seem meaningless. But there is a there here.
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My Great Grandchild Will Meet Patrick Stewart

If you add the word, “mercilessly” to some banal sentences, it can add a bit to some boring conversations. For example, “Would you mind mercilessly walking the dog?” Or, “Walgreen’s is mercilessly out of ‘Peeps’.” Of course, why you would … Continue reading

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A Pill

It’s me versus the glorious morning to come. The complexion of the firmament beyond my storm window, inside window, screen and drawn blind is clearly changing, I can see a faint, blue glow around the edges and against the wall. … Continue reading

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