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Ramblin' Man: Almost Christmas
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Essays; character sketches; short fiction; and much, much more, dude. Thursday, December 4, 2008. Hello, skinny moon. I'm supposed to be in bed. It's almost Christmas in two weeks, I think. Maybe three weeks. I don't remember. I'll ask mommy in the morning. Tomorrow we're going to the store to meet Jenny and Jenny's mom. Mommy has to buy Christmas presents. Daddy said people gave presents to baby Jesus and we give presents to show how much we like Jesus when he was a baby. She doesn't know how to play ro...
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Dig This: Morning Surf
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I'm a little anti-social. I don't eat peaches, but chew the same piece of gum for weeks. I'm an uncle and a brother, but have yet to be proven the father of anyone. My Byzantine eyes may fool you, but unlike Justinian, I'm no iconoclast. I have luxurious hair and wit that won't quit. Thanks for stopping by. Poke around. You may find something you like. View my complete profile. Visit My Other Blogs:. Thursday, February 28, 2008. The sun climbs high,. On water-kissed shoulders,. As brown hands dip,.
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Ramblin' Man: May 2009
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Essays; character sketches; short fiction; and much, much more, dude. Friday, May 22, 2009. You're Married, Charlie Brown! Charlie Brown clutched his briefcase, smiling at Snoopy. "Hey, old pal. How was your day? A loud shriek came from inside. Charlie Brown's eyes widened with surprise. Dispirited, Charlie Brown mumbled, "I guess I'd better check on her." Snoopy offered a look of sympathy. Charlie Brown walked in and glanced around the living room. "Hello? Did you forget where we live, Charlie Brown?
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Ramblin' Man: August 2008
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Essays; character sketches; short fiction; and much, much more, dude. Friday, August 22, 2008. Pies and Cowboys Falling In Love. Ann knelt beside the bed and kissed the cross on her night stand. She wrapped up in a worn housecoat and walked barefoot across the cold floor. The walls were still gray as the sun had not yet crept above the trees. She rinsed her hands in the sink. The sun was bright and came in strong through the windows. Ann closed the blinds and took her rolling pin from the top dra...From ...
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Dig This: March 2008
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I'm a little anti-social. I don't eat peaches, but chew the same piece of gum for weeks. I'm an uncle and a brother, but have yet to be proven the father of anyone. My Byzantine eyes may fool you, but unlike Justinian, I'm no iconoclast. I have luxurious hair and wit that won't quit. Thanks for stopping by. Poke around. You may find something you like. View my complete profile. Visit My Other Blogs:. Ode To Sweet Tea. Friday, March 7, 2008. Ode To Sweet Tea. Ode To Sweet Tea". Oh, sweet tea,. I string to...
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Ramblin' Man: July 2008
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Essays; character sketches; short fiction; and much, much more, dude. Tuesday, July 29, 2008. Bauer and the McRib: An Unbeatable Ticket. Jack Bauer pounded his fist and yelled into the darkness, "Tie me to a chair, hook electricity to my testicles, and threaten my family! I can't think under these conditions! Jack squinted through American blood and sweat as he swallowed against the tears he wouldn't let fall. As if on cue, the Arab slapped him. Baited breath could not even describe such a room. The Arab...
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Dig This: The Poem Of Strange Soup
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I'm a little anti-social. I don't eat peaches, but chew the same piece of gum for weeks. I'm an uncle and a brother, but have yet to be proven the father of anyone. My Byzantine eyes may fool you, but unlike Justinian, I'm no iconoclast. I have luxurious hair and wit that won't quit. Thanks for stopping by. Poke around. You may find something you like. View my complete profile. Visit My Other Blogs:. A Poem of My Dog. The Poem Of Strange Soup. Wednesday, December 19, 2007. The Poem Of Strange Soup.
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Ramblin' Man: June 2008
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Essays; character sketches; short fiction; and much, much more, dude. Saturday, June 14, 2008. Turning Addicts Into Experts. I could see the tears welling up and the lips trembled as he spoke. I turned my head away for a moment, then met his eyes again. I completed the thought for him, ".of boredom.". Was I thinking of hemlock? Why had I not been a more attentive student in school? That question would keep. Maybe indefinitely. Mentos, Pop Rocks, and Mountain Dew? I could get plenty of crap for blowing up...
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Ramblin' Man: December 2008
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Essays; character sketches; short fiction; and much, much more, dude. Thursday, December 4, 2008. Hello, skinny moon. I'm supposed to be in bed. It's almost Christmas in two weeks, I think. Maybe three weeks. I don't remember. I'll ask mommy in the morning. Tomorrow we're going to the store to meet Jenny and Jenny's mom. Mommy has to buy Christmas presents. Daddy said people gave presents to baby Jesus and we give presents to show how much we like Jesus when he was a baby. She doesn't know how to play ro...
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Dig This: February 2008
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I'm a little anti-social. I don't eat peaches, but chew the same piece of gum for weeks. I'm an uncle and a brother, but have yet to be proven the father of anyone. My Byzantine eyes may fool you, but unlike Justinian, I'm no iconoclast. I have luxurious hair and wit that won't quit. Thanks for stopping by. Poke around. You may find something you like. View my complete profile. Visit My Other Blogs:. Thursday, February 28, 2008. The sun climbs high,. On water-kissed shoulders,. As brown hands dip,.
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