We are rivals for the affection and attention of the same woman. That is where our commonality ends. I am not a "cat person." My feline aversion has everything to do with allergy and very little with to do with animosity. I think Misty, the cat, somehow knows this and is using it to her … Continue reading The Cat, My Nemesis
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Finding Modoc Stash or How I Detoured Three Hours For an Old Geocache
Before I tell you my story, I should take a moment and explain that I am a Geocacher. Geocaching is a hobby in which people use multimillion-dollar satellites to find Tupperware in the woods. That may be a flip oversimplification. A little more of a concise definition for Geocaching may be: hunting for and finding … Continue reading Finding Modoc Stash or How I Detoured Three Hours For an Old Geocache
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What I choose to resist
As I watched a news feed of protesters outside on the steps of the Supreme Court filling in the name of Neil Gorsuch on their fill-in-the-blank protest signs with Sharpies, I decided that I need to resist the need to knee jerk a reaction to every action taken in D.C. I am going to resist … Continue reading What I choose to resist
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The Case for Pardoning Hillary Clinton
I am sure this will elicit a backlash from those who want to "Lock Her Up". I am also pretty sure that her still stunned supporters will protest that she has already been cleared of any wrongdoing and should not be investigated. But, hear me out. A protracted investigation will do nothing more than increase … Continue reading The Case for Pardoning Hillary Clinton
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Christmas Tunes All Year
At any given moment, it may happen. Sometimes it makes me laugh, sometimes it makes me crazy. Sometimes, even on a hot July Sunday on I-95 North coming home from South Carolina it happens. You may have the same issue I do, so you will understand. Christmas music on my smart phone. Need I say … Continue reading Christmas Tunes All Year
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Finally, Time to Take Stock
I have been looking around as of late. Looking at my house, looking at my job, looking at my life. I see a collections of dreams unrealized, forgotten and delayed. So it is time to move things along because time is going to become short before I am ready to admit it. Life is fragile … Continue reading Finally, Time to Take Stock
Michael's Monologue 