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Tilting at Windmills: What Hath Doug Ingle Wrought?
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Ramblings of a badly aged Baby Boomer who went from Rebel Without a Cause to Bozo Without a Clue in, seemingly, the same afternoon. Monday, August 3, 2015. What Hath Doug Ingle Wrought? Some days, I am the most fortunate person on the planet, and not just because I have as my wife the most beautiful woman in the world though that certainly helps. There are days this stuff writes itself, except others, elsewhere do it for me and this is one of those days. Thank you, Daniel Tepfer. Of the Connecticut Post.
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Tilting at Windmills: Paging One of Neil Sedaka's Calendar Girls
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Ramblings of a badly aged Baby Boomer who went from Rebel Without a Cause to Bozo Without a Clue in, seemingly, the same afternoon. Thursday, August 13, 2015. Paging One of Neil Sedaka's Calendar Girls. More blasts from my personal past, back when I used to be good at this (LIES! Good that I'm here now, but it would have been gooder early in the month. Did you know last Wednesday, the 5th, was National Underwear Day? Buy another Far Side or Dilbert one because those are my favorite desk calendars. Accord...
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Tilting at Windmills: Head Full of Doubt
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Ramblings of a badly aged Baby Boomer who went from Rebel Without a Cause to Bozo Without a Clue in, seemingly, the same afternoon. Wednesday, August 5, 2015. Head Full of Doubt. I know the summer season is winding down and you’ve got back to school on your mind so most of this today will just wash over you because there’s no life-altering aphorisms or earth-shaking revelations contained within. I know it feels like a long time, so think of this as no more than a seed. With apologies to John Donne's Bell...
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Tilting at Windmills: Java Jive
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Ramblings of a badly aged Baby Boomer who went from Rebel Without a Cause to Bozo Without a Clue in, seemingly, the same afternoon. Saturday, August 8, 2015. Between the end of The Daily Show with Jon Stewart and the Republican Presidential debate all happening earlier this week with all the "it's coming! Each event received across all platforms, I got lost on an important piece of sadness, of sorts, that I just caught up on. I remember as a kid my mom and dad had a stove-coffee percolator. Was if I had ...
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Tilting at Windmills: There Once Was a Day
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Ramblings of a badly aged Baby Boomer who went from Rebel Without a Cause to Bozo Without a Clue in, seemingly, the same afternoon. Tuesday, August 4, 2015. There Once Was a Day. When I was sanguine about life here in Das Land der Runde Türgriffe, The Land of the Round Doorknobs. Momma told me 'when life hands you lemons, Lucius, make lemonade.' It turns out she was talking to the family dog but her one good eye was fixed on me so I took her. And now the men and women whom we've chosen to represent us at...
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sit on the stoop and shoot the shit (the “about me” post) | I'm from Jersey, Are You from Jersey?
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I'm from Jersey, Are You from Jersey? It's a long way from here to Exit 10. Sit on the stoop and shoot the shit (the “about me” post). Sit on the stoop and shoot the shit (the “about me” post). From the Urban Dictionary. 8211; “The place where chillaxin usually occurs, predominately an area known as the front fuckin porch”. They got em up north, they don’t have them in the south – they call it “the porch.”. Just a few notes about this blog. 2) I tried to censor myself in the past, people I know don’...
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Tilting at Windmills: With an Inside Pocket Full of Change and Memories
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Ramblings of a badly aged Baby Boomer who went from Rebel Without a Cause to Bozo Without a Clue in, seemingly, the same afternoon. Monday, August 10, 2015. With an Inside Pocket Full of Change and Memories. If you've stopped in here over the last nearly eight years (yeah, I know; imagine how old that feels on this. Side of the screen), you've long since realized my heart beats on the left side of my chest and my politics tends to more often than not follow my heart. On aspects of life in the arena.
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Tilting at Windmills: The Visitor
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Ramblings of a badly aged Baby Boomer who went from Rebel Without a Cause to Bozo Without a Clue in, seemingly, the same afternoon. Sunday, August 9, 2015. Technical questions like how did he know where we lived and how did he know we were home weren't raised either in the course of the dream. Which, as I've sampled the literature may have lasted a mere moment but felt to me, the one having it, like unending hours. The lie of 'it's for my own good' only covers so much bruising and so many scars when you ...
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Tilting at Windmills: Only the Dead Have Seen the End of War
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Ramblings of a badly aged Baby Boomer who went from Rebel Without a Cause to Bozo Without a Clue in, seemingly, the same afternoon. Thursday, August 6, 2015. Only the Dead Have Seen the End of War. Today's title is a quote from Plato and since my last original thought dies of loneliness long ago, here's one from Margaret Atwood. That she offered years ago that's a direct, concise and brutally candid definition ‘war is what happens when language fails.’. These two images of “modern” Hiroshima ...I am Mrs&...
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Tilting at Windmills: This Metaphor Tastes Just Like Chicken
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Ramblings of a badly aged Baby Boomer who went from Rebel Without a Cause to Bozo Without a Clue in, seemingly, the same afternoon. Tuesday, August 11, 2015. This Metaphor Tastes Just Like Chicken. Not that many weeks ago during a visit to one of the members of the small army of health care professionals whose efforts keep me alive, we had a discussion on placing a frog in a pot of boiling water vice a pot at room temperature which is then heated. Knowing how he feels about the Affordable Care Act, from ...
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