Murrmurrs
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Wednesday, January 30, 2019
Your Brain Is Playing Telephone
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As a writer, I have observed that my output improves dramatically if I pause now and then to play Solitaire. It is so fruitful that I no lon...
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Saturday, January 26, 2019
Your Odds Were Long
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Looking for frog eggs Eggs. Red-legged frogs lug them around this time of year, and they don't look comfortable. After consulting wi...
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Wednesday, January 23, 2019
Take The Last Shuttle To Sexville
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We've been scooping up frogs and bucketing them across Highway 30 for several years now, since that is the direction they insist on goin...
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Saturday, January 19, 2019
The Universal Ma'amer
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"Yes ma'am," I said, and winced instantly, with a furtive glance at the grocery clerk I was directing it to. Stout in the eyeb...
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Wednesday, January 16, 2019
The Dumpling
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Why? What does your plunger look like? My insurance company sent me a card on my birthday, just like Grandma used to do, only instead of...
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Saturday, January 12, 2019
Grok Say 'Uff Da'
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Hans and Petra Skari I went ahead and sent my spit to a DNA company, because I feel there is such a thing as too much privacy, and also ...
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Wednesday, January 9, 2019
When Death Approached: The Floofy Swan
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I might have been a little hard on ol' Orlando Gibbons, there, the madrigal composer, who, after all, did write some mighty melodic song...
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