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Garden-variety musings
As the World Turns
Today the 30-something driver of the #18 Oakland-to-Richmond bus said affectionately, “Goodbye, Mom” when I disembarked. Yesterday the checkout clerk at Andronico’s — who had ten years on me, easy — was talking about some artifact from the late forties/early fifties, which happens to be before I was born. “Ahhh, the good old days, huh?” he sighed, nodding at me meaningfully, as though we shared a memory. What do people see when they look at […]
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Ryan on the Moor This is my great-nephew: on a hike, and getting his first haircut. The photos were taken by his grandmother, who also happens to be my baby sister and, though I hesitate to admit it, one of the cleverest people you’ll ever meet. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . […]
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I want chocolate. Now. But I’m not allowed to have any for another month. How are you today? Did you have a good week? I didn’t, and am glad it’s over. Chocolate flake mint ice cream on a sugar cone would would be a fitting way to celebrate. First of all, I had a certain test scheduled which I’d been dreading on account of its requiring that I drink four liters of a certain foul […]
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