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Ramblings For The Occupation Of Time: January 2008
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Ramblings For The Occupation Of Time. Friday, January 25, 2008. Big Heading To Wyoming. Okay, here goes. So, as I mentioned in yesterday's entry, Aubry and I went to see Big Head Todd and The Monsters last night. So after getting off work and doing a few last minute things in preperation for our trip, we headed on down to what has become a bit of a home-away-from-home for me lately; The NorVa. Still the only place where I've caught a live act since moving to Virginia. Only breaks in a very solid hour and...
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Ramblings For The Occupation Of Time: March 2008
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Ramblings For The Occupation Of Time. Friday, March 21, 2008. Okay, here goes. So Willie Nelson was, as expected, great. The show was sold out and standing room only. If you've never been to the NorVa you're missing out. It is quickly becoming my all-time favorite venue. Although, it still has a ways to go before beating out the 40 Watt in Athens, GA. Way too many great memories in that place for it to fall by the wayside. Links to this post. Tuesday, March 18, 2008. Getting To Know A Red Headed Stranger.
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Thursday, March 12, 2015. Being a cat lady isn't the worst fate in the world. It wasn't always that way for her, I am sure. God, how much can a person endure in a 230 day time span? 2015 proved it could seep over past resolutions and determination like lava on a Hawaiian volcano. Coal red is becoming the new black. She's become selfishly simple. She worships cats and blank space. She's crazy to some, and boringly normal to others. I need massages. Badly. Be well, dear Nichol. March 12, 2015 at 8:23 PM.
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Insert Witty Creative Blog Title Here: February 2009
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Insert Witty Creative Blog Title Here. Thursday, February 5, 2009. Hold on; let me put that lung back INSIDE my chest cavity…. I'm gonna paint that bike white and start calling it the iHurt. I'd rather not know. The Warden finally got tired of my whining, and Son#1 started complaining about me being sick and not being any fun, so I sucked it up and went in for a consult from modern medical science. End of story, he put me on enough antibiotics for two or three horses and I'm feeling better. In other news...
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Insert Witty Creative Blog Title Here: April 2009
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Insert Witty Creative Blog Title Here. Thursday, April 30, 2009. Yeah, I know, I have already used this picture of my wife, but this is the only one I have in digital format that she’ll let me post, and doesn’t require an age verification feature be added to this blog. Yes, she did look that young. I’d scan a picture, but the scanner is in Son#1’s bedroom, and I just tucked him in for the night. A few interesting tidbits about our history:. We met when she moved next door to me. She was 15, I was 17.
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Insert Witty Creative Blog Title Here: December 2008
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Insert Witty Creative Blog Title Here. Monday, December 22, 2008. Son#1 started wrestling again, so that means I pretty much have no life until March. Son#2 is learning to whistle. I hope I'm there when he learns to talk too, I want to see him whistle The Warden over to feed him. The Warden has the same cold I do, and she has lost her voice. Can we say best Christmas present EVER? Tuesday, December 9, 2008. Steady as she goes. First up, the Battle Axe (AKA Warden’s mom) is in town. This was before marria...
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Insert Witty Creative Blog Title Here: January 2009
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Insert Witty Creative Blog Title Here. Monday, January 19, 2009. Have the terrorist finally won people? Whatever. Isn't that a bacteria? Isn't that what penicillin is for? Don't we radiate, sterilize, fumigate, and pasteurize all that crap anyway? If we can't even protect peanut butter I think it's time to head down to that shelter your not so crazy after all Grandfather built back in the late 50's, slide all 5 deadbolts home, and set the timer for January 20. Sunday, January 18, 2009. The Warden is back...