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I sat all morning in the college sick bay Counting bells knelling classes to a close. At two o’clock our neighbors drove me home. In the porch I met my father crying– He had always taken funerals in his stride– And Big Jim Evans saying it was a hard blow. The baby cooed and laughed … Continue reading Mid-term Break
A lovely brunch, hobbling to a table in front, the waitress and me trying how best to place my foot so it does not obstruct traffic. I had not considered myself to be an obstacle before. Perhaps I am simply a piece of human-shaped furniture. It will be nice when I don’t have to plan … Continue reading waydownhome
I think I’m going to have to borrow my son’s toolbox for this one… Eject! Eject! Eject!: 1.0 INTRODUCTION Most Americans come equipped with five senses, although absolutely outstanding examples have been produced from models with four, three or even two senses. However, success becomes unlikely below two working senses: if you find yourself with … Continue reading Building an Ideal American
Meryl Yourish, whom I read extraordinarily regularly, hath mentioned me on her blog today, and linked to me, and I am overwhelmed with both gratitude and new readers (the, as Crossing the Rubicon says, Yourishlanche)! Thanks, Meryl! And y’all who are new here, just keep the front door shut so the cats don’t get out. … Continue reading Yourishlanche
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