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Jumping around all nimbly bimbly across the liberal blogosphere. Tuesday, November 30, 2004. Plame Update - Such as it is. It's been almost eighteen months since an unidentified senior White House official blew Valerie Plame's cover. Despite the crime happening literally under their noses and a very limited pool of suspects, Bush and Ashcroft's Justice Department have not made any arrests of sought any indictments. Aren't you glad these guys take National Security so seriously? Monday, November 29, 2004.
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Tell Me a Story: Accidental Holidays
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Tell Me a Story. Stories, meanderings, essays and a few doodles now and again. Tuesday, February 7, 2012. Holidays aren’t necessarily planned things. The trick is to recognize them when they’re sneaking up on you, winking at you from some otherwise dark corner. Jen was behind the wheel as we made our way west on the Mass Pike. We decided to break the trip, staying overnight in the Berkshires. On other trips to see Mary Ann we stayed in Great Barrington, a place with all the charm of a strip mall&...Was t...
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Tell Me a Story: The Ecstasy of Saint Fratelli
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Tell Me a Story. Stories, meanderings, essays and a few doodles now and again. Sunday, July 15, 2012. The Ecstasy of Saint Fratelli. Saint Fratelli, for those of you not up on all your saints (and how could you be - there’s so damned many of them! Is the patron saint of baked goods with special consideration given to cakes, tortes, cheesecakes and cookies. Actually there are two Saint Fratellis. Polysorbate 60 - what is this shit? From a must read Wired column on Cool Whip. Em, molto wicked GACK. By Stev...
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Tell Me a Story: Potential Axe Murderers, Sheep Farms and,Yes, More Hiking
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Tell Me a Story. Stories, meanderings, essays and a few doodles now and again. Thursday, February 2, 2012. Potential Axe Murderers, Sheep Farms and,Yes, More Hiking. I’m a sucker for remote-ish, out of the way islands as long as camping isn’t involved. God didn’t invent Stearns and Foster Lux Estate so that I should sleep on the cold rocky ground - that’d be ungrateful on my part. Don’t you think? As it turns out, he was NOT an axe murderer – instead he was the manager of the Stromness Youth Hostel.
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Tell Me a Story: Update: Back in the Saddle
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Tell Me a Story. Stories, meanderings, essays and a few doodles now and again. Thursday, August 6, 2015. Update: Back in the Saddle. Home, finally home. The lesson of this morning sinking in. Be aware of what I'm feeling and see how it affects me. If I do this, I can avoid making colossal ass errors that make an already difficult sitch exponentially worse. Easier said than done? We'll see. Maturation is an on-gong deal. I suppose it was bound. So why are we returning? That my nerves are all jangled and f...
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Tell Me a Story: Escape!
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Tell Me a Story. Stories, meanderings, essays and a few doodles now and again. Tuesday, July 14, 2015. Our unrepentant B&E(xit) kitten. This hasn’t happened in a couple years. 8220;How did she get out? We both dashed out to begin the game with her—besides being a fresh new adventure and exploration for her, it's most def a sport. She dashes ahead of us, just out of reach and then spots a coy look over her shoulder. Ya know, to make sure we’re still there, on the chase and shit. What' s all the fuss?
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Tell Me a Story: Note to Self
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Tell Me a Story. Stories, meanderings, essays and a few doodles now and again. Friday, August 7, 2015. A sweet, red sail floated by while I inadvisably self medicated. After a stratospherically stressful day, it’s ultimately UN. Helpful to engage in a bacchanalia of cosmopolitans and limoncello cocktails. Really. Not. Smart. Scuse me, gotta go find the aspirin. And yes, I am now, most solidly, on le wagon. August 7, 2015 at 10:09 AM. August 7, 2015 at 1:01 PM. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
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Tell Me a Story: The Slimy Underbelly
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Tell Me a Story. Stories, meanderings, essays and a few doodles now and again. Wednesday, August 5, 2015. Well, not so underbelly-ish but def slimy. How come a nice, late middle aged babe like me can’t get through a grocery store line without being inundated by tabloids (and no, Fox ‘News’ doesn’t have a newspaper/mag YET. At least none that’s carried by my local Stop&Shop). Obama’s Cosby Coverup". When they were drunk in the back of his truck. Reading Breitbart blog posts. Tom Cruise Getting Married".
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Tell Me a Story: Grandkiddle O!
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Tell Me a Story. Stories, meanderings, essays and a few doodles now and again. Sunday, August 2, 2015. O and TAB making a break for it. 8220;You can't stay in your corner of the Forest waiting for others to come to you. You have to go to them sometimes.”. Yesterday, The Amazing Bob and I braved the weekend Cape bound traffic so that we could go visit The Green Miles. En familglia. It’s summer— EVERY. One goes to the Cape. Unless of course they’re headed for Maine. Or the White Mountains. 8212;I simply had.
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Tell Me a Story: My Dog Has Fleas
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Tell Me a Story. Stories, meanderings, essays and a few doodles now and again. Monday, August 3, 2015. My Dog Has Fleas. That’s the little bit you sing when your ukulele needs tuning. Fleas WHY do I know this and WHY is it sticking in my head lately? I've never played uke AND it’s not even one of those fab mnemonic dealies like E. Ine (for the lines of the treble clef) or FACE. For the treble clef spaces). Yup, those got drilled into me at my first lessons when I was a tiny tot of eight. Eh, my cats have...
