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December | 2011 | Roadkills-R-Us: The Real Thing
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Roadkills-R-Us: The Real Thing. Just another WordPress.com site. Monthly Archives: December 2011. So where are my blogs? December 5, 2011. Miles O'Neal (roadkillsrus). I signed up with WordPress to be able to follow and comment on other peoples’ blogs. I already had my blogs elsewhere: http:/ rru.blogspot.com/. Life) http:/ therealrru.blogspot.com/. Fun) http:/ ear-sword-miracle.blogspot.com/. So where are my blogs? Roadkills-R-Us: The Real Thing. Create a free website or blog at WordPress.com.
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Nothing to See Here: An Interlude Amidst the Interviews
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Nothing to See Here. Vignettes from my life, random thoughts, etc. An Interlude Amidst the Interviews. Let's continue where we left off in the previous blog. The interviews could only go uphill and for that round they did. I don't recall any other disasters, and we hired a great employee. Over the next few years I was still in charge of everything except the actual hiring decisions, into which I had input. But there were still some interesting times. All the new hire names are made up.). Craig laughed...
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Nothing to See Here: We Three Strings: A Christmas Story in the Wild West
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Nothing to See Here. Vignettes from my life, random thoughts, etc. We Three Strings: A Christmas Story in the Wild West. Three strings ride into town from the desert- hot, tired, and thirsty. They hitch their rides and mosey to the saloon doors. They stop, confronted by a sign: NO STRINGS. The string named Slim growls. "I'm gettin' a drink! He pushes past the doors, but a few seconds later comes flying out to land in the dusty street. An angry barkeep appears in the doorway. "Can't ya read? The third str...
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Nothing to See Here: December 2014
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Nothing to See Here. Vignettes from my life, random thoughts, etc. Christmas Stories You Won't Hear on the News: Coal. We always hear about Santa and presents. Seldom do we hear about Santa and coal, other than as a threat. But what is the reality? Once upon a time there was a boy in Tumbleweed, New Mexico who was so bad that Santa filled his house with coal. But that wasn't enough. Santa called in an air strike and millions of tons of coal were delivered to this tiny town in the desert. He saunters insi...
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Nothing to See Here: September 2014
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Nothing to See Here. Vignettes from my life, random thoughts, etc. Put the Lime in the Coconut, Verbena. Most of you will be familiar with Harry Nilsson's song, "Put the Lime in the Coconut". A song that has long perplexed historians. This week I found a new clue thanks to Body and Bath Works, but I'm not sure it didn't obfuscate things even more. BB&W has a soap named "Lime Coconut Verbena". Clearly this is a cleverly coded reference to Harry's Enigma, as serious historians are wont to call the song.
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Nothing to See Here: June 2014
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Nothing to See Here. Vignettes from my life, random thoughts, etc. Interview with Tony Stark. Special interview by Anonymous. The billboards on I35 led me exactly where I wanted to go:. I hadn't even realized Stark Industries had a presence in Austin, but there it was. With more security than the President of the United States and Jennifer Lawrence combined. Imagine my surprise when I tapped a salesman on the shoulder to ask a question, only to find myself face to face with the man himself, Tony Stark!
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Nothing to See Here: January 2014
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Nothing to See Here. Vignettes from my life, random thoughts, etc. On Ice in Norcross. In January and February of 1985, the Atlanta area experienced an infrequent serious cold spell. One day the official temperature at the airport was -8F. It was -10F in the boonies up north where I lived (outside Marietta) and worked (outside Norcross). He asked several times. Sure Just take it easy! Said the ice. We heard and watched the crack race away from the fallen man toward the edges, in two directions. S...The g...
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Nothing to See Here: March 2014
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Nothing to See Here. Vignettes from my life, random thoughts, etc. I lost interest in sports years ago, especially pro sports. I still enjoy a game if I know someone playing; this generally restricts me to high school and younger teams. Or lack thereof. Both teams plodded back and forth, individuals taking turns showing off like a bunch of junior high kids who'd all just moved to the neighborhood, wanting attention but not really caring that much about the game or teamwork. I'm cool and stuff.". And then...
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Nothing to See Here: Begone, Foul Dwimmerlaik of the Foot!
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Nothing to See Here. Vignettes from my life, random thoughts, etc. Begone, Foul Dwimmerlaik of the Foot! Some times my feet hurt- especially when I first get up. I'm not sure what that's about, but at least I know it's not this problem. Transmission vectors are not clearly understood but there is data indicating a strong correlation between wearing rings provided by untrustworthy companions, strangers, or politicians and more virulent disease symptoms. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
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Catchup Time | A Kindled Heap of Ashes
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A Kindled Heap of Ashes. Reality doesn't impress me. I only believe in intoxication, in ecstasy, and when ordinary life shackles me, I escape, one way or another. No more walls. – Anais Nin. Skip to primary content. October 9, 2013. Gah, it’s been so long since I’ve written. I apologize but my life has had me running around after it like a new mother chasing a toddler… As you can see by my analogies. Anyways, to the point. I really don’t think it is. I continue to love Russian. I continue to love my ...