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Magical Missives: August 2005
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A word or two, to heal the soul. Wednesday, August 31, 2005. I worked in the yard all day. Mowed, pulled weeds, cut away obnoxious, overgrown tree limbs. Looks nice. I kept returning to my computer to check the internet for updates about New Orleans. Things just kept getting worse. Place to be, and a great place to jog. If I was hierarchical, I'd put it at the top of my list, with the Chisolm Trail, near my house, not far behind. I have yet to jog at White Rock Lake, although I understand it's. But, anyw...
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Magical Missives: January 2006
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A word or two, to heal the soul. Sunday, January 22, 2006. My Monthly Horoscope in. I hated to tell her how old I really was (maybe I should've lied! But I was flattered by the offer. To make a long story short, when she was at Nancy (our new manager)'s store, stocking cards, Debbie spent a good half hour (she says) telling Nancy good things about me. She says it's only fair, and that I deserve it. I love you, Debbie! Also, Nancy's old store is. A word of caution, though. But no such photo exists. This i...
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Magical Missives: September 2005
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A word or two, to heal the soul. Friday, September 30, 2005. A PLAY IN THREE ACTS. Our hero stirs and awakens on the couch to the sound of "gentle pulses embedded into an ambient musical soundtrack". It is 10 am. He languishes as a cool wind whispers through an open window. Thinks: "I love days off! Before showering, looks at self in mirror. Thinks: "Almost forty years old and I've still got a body to die for! Tries not to laugh. Americans all fuck themselves. Their. The trail turns out to be a concrete ...
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Magical Missives: October 2005
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A word or two, to heal the soul. Sunday, October 30, 2005. BEING FOR THE BENEFIT OF MISTER POTTER! The magical night has finally come and gone. The Hogwarts Express has made its rounds, and everyone is safe and sound (well, not really) back in the muggle world. Meanwhile, on Friday . there were dementors and witches, badly dressed muggles, a Snape, a Lockhart, a Hermione, a Tonks, a McGonogall, a Quidditch player, a Hogwarts arts professor (name unknown), lots of pirates (? We had lunch the next day at a...
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Magical Missives: February 2006
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A word or two, to heal the soul. Sunday, February 26, 2006. BACK ON THE CHAIN GANG. Mara was in the store today, which cheered me up. I was surprised to see her. She was worried because I hadn't been blogging, but of course, I have been away. So, Mara, here's your blog entry. Just for you. Jordan was at work today. I always like to work with him. Okay, I'm done kissing everybody's butt, and I'm ready to go back to being a curmudgeon. Posted by Benjamin @ 10:33 PM. Saturday, February 25, 2006. Got a hairc...
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Magical Missives: April 2006
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A word or two, to heal the soul. Thursday, April 27, 2006. IT DOES A HOBBIT GOOD. It's cut from the same cloth as. It's strictly for children and the young at heart, and not for any of those sophisticated in-betweeners (meaning "adults") who are too cool to use their imaginations. Sally is keen to get me the Gary Myrick CD, mentioned in a previous entry, for my upcoming birthday. But it's very hard to find. I'll get the recipe and post it here, so you can all try it. Well I've got more than that! Kind of...
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Magical Missives: December 2005
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A word or two, to heal the soul. Tuesday, December 27, 2005. 2005 - THE YEAR IN REARVIEW. I accepted the position of cafe' supervisor at Borders. I was totally unprepared for (and none too enthusiasitc about) the job, but I wanted the raise in pay. The following month-and-a-half was a learning experience, to put it nicley. How bad was it. Let me put it this way: I was commander-in-chief of what amounts to a small Starbucks, and I was so coffee illiterate, at the time, that I didn't even know what a.
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Magical Missives: November 2005
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A word or two, to heal the soul. Sunday, November 27, 2005. THE WITCHY WOODS: AN UPDATE. I'm leaning heavily towards naming the nature preserve (mentioned in the previous entry). It has a nice alliterative ring to it, says something magical, and it sounds sort of spooky. So I like that name. There are various places within the woods which I may christen with monikers like 'Manda's Meadow, The Jordan Trail, Mara Glen, Junk Hill. Posted by Benjamin @ 3:23 PM. Friday, November 25, 2005. I have twice had lar...
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Magical Missives: March 2006
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A word or two, to heal the soul. Wednesday, March 29, 2006. CAN'T I JUST BE AUSTIN OR SAN ANTONIO? AND I HATE TRUCKS AND OIL RIGS. HOWEVER, I DO LOVE COWS. MOO. You aren't really much of your own person, but everyone around. You wishes you'd go away, so you might as well be independent. You're. Sort of loud-mouthed and abrasive, but you do have a fair amount of power. You. Like big trucks, big cattle, and big oil rigs. And sometimes you really. Somewhere in all that redneck madness. Take the Country Quiz.
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Magical Missives: May 2006
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A word or two, to heal the soul. Saturday, May 27, 2006. ONE FOOT IN THE GRAVE . My midlife crisis has officially begun. Be prepared for strange behavior and weird changes. I could get a little crazy. Who knows what will happen? I think I'm going insane. Good-bye all you punks. Stay young and stay high. Just hand me my checkbook. And I'll crawl off to die". Posted by Benjamin @ 5:37 PM. Wednesday, May 24, 2006. WHY DID IT HAVE TO BE SNAKES? I was afraid I might wind up as. What Classic Movie Are You?
