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Dive Bar

There was bourbon in my hot chocolate, to begin with. Julia got to IHOP before the rest of us did, and had secured us a table and ordered us drinks.  “Hot chocolate!!” we said when we sat down.  “Hot chocolate, … Continue reading

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Even Steven or Just Slightly Ahead

This week I’ve been doing the tango with chaos. I’ve lost every critical item at least once, brewed a pot of crystal-clear hot water when I really needed some coffee, and found time-sensitive e-mails inexplicably lingering in draft folders, or … Continue reading

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Please Come Get Some Food

Julia came over and spotted my passport out on my kitchen table. “Should I be concerned?”  she asked.  “Because I have to tell you, it is still going to be 2012 wherever you fly.”  “Not if I fly around really … Continue reading

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Funnel Cake

I woke up this morning four pounds lighter. This is bizarre. I understand nothing.  It is North Carolina State Fair week. There was also one perfect pecan, in its shell, left on my doorstep this morning.  I don’t understand that … Continue reading

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I 8 the Fair

Tonight Willow and I went to the North Carolina State Fair.  We went hungry.  Now my stomach hurts. I do not regret any of my choices. We got off the bus and went straight for the row of buildings where … Continue reading

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Mateo

It’s been kind of a lost weekend.  I had dozens, just piles and piles, of to-dos to accomplish.  This is pretty much what I did instead: Porch swing, and Gone Girl. I mean, I didn’t even…I didn’t think that…how the … Continue reading

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Roasting Julia’s Chicken

Tonight I roasted a chicken for Julia, who’d be 100 today. Truth be known, I’m not the least bit interested in French cuisine; I find it as fussy and pretentious as, well, every time I’ve had to travel through France. Roasting Julia’s … Continue reading

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