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Looking at Life in Small Pieces
Category: Life
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This is a picture of a Nicotiana plant, a close cousin to the tobacco plant used to make cigarettes. It has beautiful, fragrant flowers that bloom in the cool of the night. (Spearmint in the pot and Cereus behind) The odds are if you are in my generation (I’m 65) or older, you grew up…
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Tonight I watched a tribute to Levon Helm call “Love for Levon.” A whole slew of grey-haired musicians like Roger Waters, Greg Allman, Joe Walsh, and many more sang their hearts out for Levon and his music for a couple of glorious hours. I remember back in the early seventies in Austin. For about a…
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Posted two blogs this week, attended two holiday mixers, and worked out at the gym two days. This must have been my ‘two’ week as I was then ‘too’ exhausted for much else. Managed to get myself released from the HOA board. Just couldn’t take the stress any longer. Feel much better. Will vote “no”…
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The San Antonio Camaro Club said, “show us your Camaros and your loaded Bel Aires, and tricked out Crown Vics and Chevys, too.” Never thought I say it, but I really enjoyed the Camaro Club’s car show this weekend at Providence. There were lots of cool cars from my generation and oldies music, and nice…
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Or, how I got my Fannie Farmer Cookbook (1969 edition) In 1966, during my sophomore year at college, I was invited to participate in the work-study program. I was paired with the new sociology professor, Dr. Bullion-yes, like the cube. During our initial conversation, he pulled out the bottom drawer of his file cabinet, handed…
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I have a new weekend hobby–watching foreign films on TV through Netflix streaming video via ROKU. Foreign movies give a bit of insight into other countries’ people, customs and sociological convention. Also, climate, dress, and even food. I hear a foreign tongue, see them eat tongue, and watch them tongue each other while having sex.…
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This afternoon, on the way home, I drove past a Marble Slab Creamery. The neon sign was blinking “Homemade Ice Cream.” I don’t bloody think so. Homemade ice cream is made like this…
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Dear Lifetime Fitness Gym, My household received your extravagantly over-sized marketing ad in the mail yesterday. You know, the one with the young, thin, slightly sweaty girl in skimpy work-out clothes on the front. Such a slick piece, I thought, warranted a look. I noticed several things that made me think you weren’t really interested…
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The house had no air-conditioning and a old refrigerator with the motor on top. But, it was full of good vibes. We moved in and proceeded to live the life we had been dreaming of those past four years in school.
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