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Just a blog nothing more: March 2010
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Wednesday, March 31, 2010. The phone in our house was in the kitchen. It was directly above a cart that held a breadbox. I told her. For purposes of keeping her identity a secret, I will refer to her from now on out as Gertrude, a fictitious moniker that I find amusing). That it is easy to make up a story. Looking at the breadbox I said, "You can make a story up about bread crumbs if you wanted.". I tell you, I am very disappointed in those Statewide Composition Competition judges. Links to this post.
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Just a blog nothing more: December 2010
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Friday, December 31, 2010. Thought I should put one last post on my blog before 2011 starts. I have less than 2 hours to think of something to write about. Talk about pressure. How about a little personal history? This Church was located on Van Dyke and Engleman. This is Van Dyke looking towards Ten Mile. The first St. Clemens Church can be seen center left. Speak of the devil. I just heard a shotgun blast. Good night. Links to this post. Tuesday, December 28, 2010. The Ghost of New Year's Past. Bud Abbo...
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Just a blog nothing more: Doctor's Orders
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Friday, May 2, 2014. The scale in my doctor's office is an outright liar. Either that or the nurse was putting her foot on it behind my back. I am thirty-one times heavier than my lowest weight. So if you know how much I weighed at birth, then you can figure out my current weight. I am not going to reveal my current poundage. Well, hey, what do I know? I seen a web site where crack addicts had before and after pictures taken over a short period. These were people in their twenties that looked ready f...
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Just a blog nothing more: April 2010
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Friday, April 30, 2010. Unable to come up with a strong closing statement. Feel free to insert your own right here.). Links to this post. Thursday, April 29, 2010. Meanwhile, back at the computer, I started typing again. What wild words of wit and wonder will I bring forth? I am always curious where I am going. I am about to enter my fourth month of blog entries and I have one follower. My popularity has never been higher. I best patronize my follower else I lose them. Sincerely, (This is sincere). Will ...
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Just a blog nothing more: The New Man
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Tuesday, August 5, 2014. I have nothing to say, and yet, I am fearless enough to say it. Anybody else wonder why the human race developed arms with hands instead of tentacles with suckers? With tentacles, you could really. Wrap your limbs around your sweetie. If I redesign the human form, I would have a volume control in our ears. We could increase the volume of the things we wish to listen to and mute out what we don't. Both at the same time! Labels: Life goes on? Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
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The Void (a story in progress): Chapter Four
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The Void (a story in progress). A Tumble In The Night. Just a Blog Nothing More. First off I was born. Lets pause while we contemplate this). To be precise I was born. View my complete profile. Monday, August 2, 2010. Jeanette said into the phone, "He's out there again right now.". What exactly is he doing? He's staring at the back of the house.". Well, Ma, what do you want me to do about it? I don't know, Bobby. I just wish you weren't so far away.". Is he scaring you? I wouldn't call Bart a hermit....
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The Void (a story in progress): August 2010
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The Void (a story in progress). A Tumble In The Night. Just a Blog Nothing More. First off I was born. Lets pause while we contemplate this). To be precise I was born. View my complete profile. Monday, August 2, 2010. Bartram Colby was a reluctant retiree. He had spent 30 years as a devoted employee of General Motors and when the auto industry started having troubles, Bartram was given the choice to retire or be laid off. ("Recession? Hell, it's a full blown depression! He raised his hand and waved, smil...
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Just a blog nothing more: May 2010
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Sunday, May 30, 2010. Links to this post. Friday, May 28, 2010. I missed being born on Friday the 13th by 6 hours. I was born on Thursday the 12th. There is an old poem that is suppose to predict a baby's path in life by the day they are born. Here is the poem:. Monday's child is fair of face. Tuesday's child is full of grace. Wednesday's child is full of woe. Thursday's child has far to go. Friday's child is loving and giving. Saturday's child works hard for a living. Is fair and wise, good and gay.
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Just a blog nothing more: February 2011
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Saturday, February 26, 2011. Trouble on the Blog Front. Testing. 1. 2. 3. Testing. Narrator not responding. Engage backup narrator. Backup Narrator reporting for duty. Very good. Commence with introduction. Hello World, and welcome to "Just a blog, nothing more". Hold on, B.N., you put a comma in the blog title. There's suppose to be one. No If you look closely you will see that there is no comma. Well, that's wrong! No one gave me a protocol to follow. You signed that, right? Then follow that format.
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Just a blog nothing more: January 2011
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Saturday, January 29, 2011. A Couple of Sams, a Ben, and Me. Another Saturday night and I ain't got nobody. Well that's not entirely true; I have Roxy, my disobedient dog. I can't think of a way to apply that to this old Sam Cooke song.). I got some money 'cause I just got paid. That's partly true; I did get an unemployment check this week.). Oh how I wish I had some chick to talk to. Then I can host that new TV show: The Chick Whisperer.). I'm in an awful way. Okay, you got one? No Not my tuxedo! Frankl...
