When the brain just can’t…

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I am trying — really I am. Just ask my better half and he’ll tell you that I’m very, very trying. But this post isn’t about how hard it is for me to… Continue reading

Senseless blood pressure sarcasm : Blame the machine edition

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Last Tuesday’s dental appointment:  Back molar tooth pull A dental assistant puts the blood pressure cuff on my arm.  It inflates automatically until my bone wants to break. “Your blood pressure is 205… Continue reading

99 word prompt : Earthing? Not.

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April 22, 2021, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story about earthing. Put a character’s hands, feet or body and soul into the earth. Who needs recharging? What happens… Continue reading

A little end-of-the-day humor

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A full-service gas station from the 1960’s:  Learn your future, have a snack, get rid of your enemies, and go fishing after the mechanic fixes your flat tire. If that doesn’t work, you… Continue reading

Today’s bank chat : Digital highway robbery

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This is a “shot across the bow” for people who didn’t know this type of highway robbery still existed. …and I wondered why my checking account is free? The very poor —  people… Continue reading

Senseless Sunday Sarcasm : #Dogs

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This is why I love my dogs. See the brown leg sticking out on the upper right corner?  That’s where I had been sleeping 5 minutes prior.  I’ve learned the art of sliding… Continue reading

Senseless pee poetry

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👿☠️😱💣~👿☠️😱💣~👿☠️😱💣 People owned by cats are a special breed. Take, for instance, my reaction the moment I walked into a closet full of expensive work clothes that now smell like cat pee. Inside… Continue reading

99 word prompt : generosity

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  April 15, 2021, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story that seeds generosity. Who is generous and why? Think of generosity as planting a future outcome. Go where… Continue reading

Someone left the irony on

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Originally posted on bluebird of bitterness:
Well worth reblogging. This may well be your best laugh of the day. bluebird of bitterness View original post

My son’s birthday with cat hair and oboe

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In 1976, you didn’t know your child’s sex until the genitals emerged.  My husband had always wanted to name a son Robert, so we agreed that if “the baby” was a boy, we’d… Continue reading