Monthly Archives: October 2007

Who is the child and who is the parent?

                  “I like the white, ruffly part of your uniform.” “It’s a dickey, Mom. A dickey.” “Heh.” Snort.

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Shopping with the Crossdressers

Over the weekend, the girl’s feet grew again. She’s passed me up; now wearing a size 11 shoe. I said, “Prince has a song where he says, ‘act your age, not your shoe size.’ I guess that doesn’t really apply … Continue reading

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Home and the Range

On Saturday morning, I bought one of these. If you know me well enough, say, to know my middle name and how I like my coffee, you might know that I spent several years selling appliances at Sears. Put me … Continue reading

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The Tallest Trombone Player

Can you find the boy?

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The Wilco Show: A Tale of Two Concerts

I believe some people are hard-wired to be musicians. They hear music in the sounds that surround them, create music almost constantly, with and without instruments and will go to great lengths and in some cases, pain, to make music … Continue reading

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