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A Work in Blogress: Unintentional Comedy at Work
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A Work in Blogress. Because getting there is half the fun. August 17, 2006. Unintentional Comedy at Work. The cover page is divided into five columns, each with a different picture of lush, natrual beauty. From left to right:. 1 Undersea shot of coral reef, multicolored fish. Nice. Blue. Pleasant. Jacques would be proud. 2 Beach shot, past a palm tree overlooking the ocean. Calm. Peaceful. Pristine. Hang on a second. It very much struck me as one of those games in Highlights, where you have to spot the t...
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A Work in Blogress: I am spoiled, Pt I
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A Work in Blogress. Because getting there is half the fun. August 3, 2006. I am spoiled, Pt I. After spending this past weekend at my bi-annual family reunion, one thought keeps coming back to my mind:. My family kicks ass. Then it became, usually on the drive up there, "okay, so what's his/her name again, and he/she belongs to which group? And now I don't need the flash cards anymore. Well, almost. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile. Blog Friends, and Friends Who Blog.
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A Work in Blogress: Dexy's Midnight Runners never even occurred to me...
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A Work in Blogress. Because getting there is half the fun. January 26, 2010. Dexy's Midnight Runners never even occurred to me. Spend enough time in random conversation, or random thought, and eventually either you or someone you know will pose the question:. If you had a rock band, what would you call it? We've all thought about it. Hell, Dave Barry made something of a part-time job of it. But at one time or another it has come up, because let's face it: we'd all just as soon be rock stars. A brief look...
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A Work in Blogress: Just say what?
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A Work in Blogress. Because getting there is half the fun. October 8, 2007. Walking back from getting lunch today, I wandered past what became the current titleholder for Strangest Overheard Conversation Ever. Man, into cell phone: ". no, the. the cocaine. the cocaine was out on the back porch. The other stuff." That was all I heard, and frankly more than I needed to. And what kind of idiot are you dealing with who's leaving cocaine out on the back porch? I mean seriously: what if it gets windy? You can ...
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A Work in Blogress: June 2014
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A Work in Blogress. Because getting there is half the fun. June 21, 2014. Nothing Lasts Forever, but We Got Closer Than Most. Nuno at his 100th birthday party, February 2014. I know I've said this before. If you're curious. The posts are a few years old, but the sentiment remains. Word nerd, table for one, please). She also made suits for Ted Williams, which considering it was Boston, meant she was essentially clothing Jesus. If Jesus was batting .400. Nana and Nuno were married for 71 years. 71 years.
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A Work in Blogress: Reading is fundamental
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A Work in Blogress. Because getting there is half the fun. September 18, 2007. For jogging my memory. Let me preface this by saying: they weren't for me. I start with that, because it's the answer to the question that will fly out of your mouth/brain, unbidden, in just a second. So I will say it again, just so we're clear: they weren't for me. Got it? I have, on two occasions, gone into a grocery store unaccompanied, and purchased pantyhose. Now go read that first sentence again. The solution: take her u...
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A Work in Blogress: Some Valentine's Day advice
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A Work in Blogress. Because getting there is half the fun. February 14, 2010. Some Valentine's Day advice. This is true on any day, but especially so today: whatever you do, do NOT. I can't stress this enough. Otherwise, this may follow shortly:. No need to thank me. I'm a helper, it's what I do. Have a happy Valentine's Day. Note: the musical stylings above are from an Australian group called Tripod. If you like Flight of the Conchords, you should check them out. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
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A Work in Blogress: Sad, but not tragic
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A Work in Blogress. Because getting there is half the fun. May 19, 2009. Sad, but not tragic. There's no tragedy here. This is what my father said to me when he called this morning to tell me that, late last night, my grandfather passed away. I mean, he said a lot of things, but that's what does (and probably always will) stick out. His voice. Gramps had a great voice, and he used it well. The perfect mix of gravel and Brooklyn, and the man could tell a story. I have tried on occasion to mimi...Hard cand...
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A Work in Blogress: RIP George Carlin
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A Work in Blogress. Because getting there is half the fun. June 23, 2008. After ten days out of town and away from home, I expected to have a fairly calm start to my first day back in the office. And it was going well, too, until I heard a coworker exclaim,. Oh my god, George Carlin died! It's one of those situations where you're sure you didn't hear what you thought you heard, so you look it up. And you're surprised, even then, when you find out it's true. And what a lifetime it was. In recent years, I ...
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A Work in Blogress: Multitasking is not always a good thing
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A Work in Blogress. Because getting there is half the fun. August 22, 2006. Multitasking is not always a good thing. But then I noticed that her mouth was moving. I thought perhaps she was tired, maybe she's at the end of her run and huffing a little bit. Perfectly normal, I'm still thinking. But no. As she jogs by, I see the black wire dangling down from her ear. She's talking on the phone. Let me repeat that, in case it got by you the first time -. At the same time. So basically, everybody loses. Or th...
