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The Dimension of Sight and Sound called Dream World.

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Ever wake up after having exactly the same dream of massive destruction–twice in a row–feeling like you’ve run a marathon? This morning between 5 and 9 that particular form of double jeopardy was… Continue reading

Snowed by a Plate

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In my teens and 20’s, people would remark on my incredible ability to say the worst possible thing at the worst possible time. I couldn’t refute the obvious, so my comment about it… Continue reading

Being Catty

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One day I’m going to sleep past 3am. Today’s wake up call is compliments of kitty claws kneading a very unhappy neck. He purrs so cute–an endearing quality best enjoyed while breathing. The… Continue reading

A new kind of “What?”

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  This is your brain on anxiety. Or Benedryl and Ibuprofen. Is there a difference? I woke up with that crazy, irrational, disturbing feeling–the one where Earth is in impending doom and you’re… Continue reading

Crab Cake Extraordinaire

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Nice to have an answer to the following questions, “Why can’t I sleep?” “Why the hell should I win the crab cake of the year award for being the most infuriatingly annoying bitch… Continue reading

The dung heap on our foundation.

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I’ve figured out what the problem is with this country. We have a strong foundation called the Constitution, but over the past 200 plus years our elected officials have dumped a dung heap… Continue reading

The President of Dream World

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Ever have one of those dreams where you’re standing at a table with Obama, Holder, and Obama junior yelling, “Mr. President, you have to stop killing this country! Now!” and that’s when you… Continue reading

Diary of a fat white dog (with brown spots).

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  4:46 am. My human turned on her side. She must be restless. I’ll breathe in her face to help her sleep. Why is she asking if the toilet overflowed? 5:05am. My human… Continue reading

Typed in 60 seconds. Education then and now.

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  More on (or moron) changes that have happened since my birth.  Tonight’s treat is… EDUCATION: Then: There was no such thing as a learning disability. I was in 1st grade when Rhoda… Continue reading

I don’t want to go home again

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  Another 3 am post.  What is this time of night called?  The bitching hour?   As my birthday approaches, I think of the changes that have happened since my birth.  Tonight’s treat is…… Continue reading