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Short Enough?

The first thing I do in the morning is glance at the LED clock in the bathroom. Yesterday it was blank; the GFCI outlet it’s plugged into had popped (I had to look up GFCI just now: ground fault circuit interrupter) and the little red button wouldn’t reset. A contractor is pumping out our swimming […]

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Schatzi

It’s extraordinarily difficult to write about Schatzi, to share our loss with others. To some degree, though, it’s my way of coping. […]

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Establishing Credentials

What a prude I’ve become, at least when it comes to pushing the rules on Facebook. A friend signed me up for a “Golden Days of Illustration” group. Nice at first with lovely color plates and vintage ads but pretty soon infiltrated by bare-breasted mermaids and fairies, then 1950s-era men’s magazine pinups. Underground comix sex […]

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While the Cat’s Away, the Mice Will … Miss Her?

Last day. Donna gets in at 3:40. The doggies and I will be at the airport to pick her up. I had thought she was coming home yesterday. When I blocked out her away days on the computer calendar I shorted the trip by a day, and it wasn’t until double-checking the arrival time before […]

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Saturday Bag o’ Road Trip

Donna and I are once again scheduling separate spring vacations. She’s going to California in April to visit aunts & uncles, attend the annual Giustina family reunion, and see some friends. Her destinations are all in northern California, from the Bay Area north to Chico. Meanwhile I’m planning a May motorcycle trip with our son […]

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Home Alone

Fending for myself: Donna drove to Palm Springs to spend a few days with her sister and niece. Right after she left I heard one of the dogs howling. And she thinks they love me more than her!

Since I had the TV to myself last night, I turned on Netflix to watch what must […]

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Tuesday Bag o’ Dicks

Dear President* Trump: here’s a bag of dicks. I picked ’em myself.

You know, I’m starting to think the smarter course would be to forget about impeachment and just let Trump play the big boss, relying on the courts to clean up his messes and protect institutions and rights. That guy Pence, standing and smirking […]

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Wednesday Bag o’ Genes: a Birthday Photoblog

This post is all about me. Me, me, me. But hey, at least you’ll see some photos to break up the monotony!

I turned 70 on Halloween. I remember, as a kid, calculating how old I’d be when Halley’s Comet came. The year would be 1986 and I’d be 40. I couldn’t imagine either number: […]

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