Category Archives: clue

You

You can keep blogging, pretending you had no role in this.  But you empowered the bully.  You are at fault.

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Ha

I’m sure Jennifer is delighted with you right now.

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New York Confessional

Unless you count the airports, I’ve never been to New York City.  I’ve spent a few nights in places like Buffalo and Niagara Falls and one week at a camp upstate, but I’ve never set foot in or near the … Continue reading

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Weekend Clues

I’m looking over your dead dog, Brewer Yurtastic The breadth of your library resources is not as important as my half-million dollar journal The laws of physics vs. the outlaws of poetry Your double agent continues to double cross

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Flipped Like a Fish

how’s the water at Wrightsville? Maybe you’re not in the water . . .

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Bot or Person?

Every time I post, you’re here in seconds.  Night or day.  If you’re a person, I want to say hello.  I miss you.  These drive-by glances at the site are not enough.  I hope you notice when I visit you … Continue reading

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First Two Days at 40

What a great week!  And the past two days, in particular, have been exceptional now that I’m FORTY. I have big plans for FORTY.  The first one is in progress in a big way.  I’m hoping for early retirement. There’s … Continue reading

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Some Lyrics

to an old OMD song: They’re heading for A shallow grave With a big black cross By a tall white house To a place down South We won’t forget To be stabbed in the back By a man they met … Continue reading

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Three Final Chapters

I think I’m nearing the end of my book.  I’ve written what I can, save for three chapters, only one of which I’ve actually started.  So maybe by the end of this year I’ll have something to send. The final … Continue reading

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Dear Diary,

Years from now, when I’m reading you on the couch, will you remember the long day I had today?  Will you speak of the early morning, the two classes, the desk shift, the bike ride/bus trip to work, and the … Continue reading

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