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I am a white woman of German/Irish/Dutch/Scottish/English/Native American descent. Yes. I’m an American mutt. In the current cultural climate, because I’m white, I owe some kind of debt to African Americans. No, no. My family wasn’t involved in slave trade and didn’t own any plantations that I know of, but I’m guilty by association. Right?… Read more
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It’s no secret that I was in sorry shape before going to the House. My weight had dipped below 80 pounds, some of that didn’t count because my legs below my knees where so bloated, not to mention how much the steel in my back weighs. My hair, which I think is one of my… Read more
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I’ve been thinking a lot about the House lately. It’s probably because the country fair is coming up and I was shipped of about a week after it left. Dr. U said something about checking my osteoporosis and provided me a date of my last one… which happened in the House. Apparently, for insurance to pay,… Read more
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My brother is off work today. When he’s off work, we tend to have this routine. Wake up – go to the gym – eat somewhere – and then catch Pokémon downtown. ( Yes, he plays to. Actually, he got me to start playing. I got Jason to start playing. It’s like an infection.) For… Read more
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It’s been raining here. – I mean, really raining. Like three inches here and four inches in another county. It hasn’t gotten so bad that the highway has closed, but cars have made some nice water wings going through it. I like the rain. I like the thunder. I don’t think people understand or respect… Read more
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I saw Hereditary yesterday. It was a 1:10 showing and about a handful of people where there. One was a child – a girl I think – maybe 13ish. She was sitting behind me and, as far as I know, watched the whole thing. This was my third movie I’ve treated myself to in the… Read more
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In case you didn’t know or I haven’t mentioned it or whatever, I live on a dead end street. There’s one way in. There’s one way out. They happen to be the same way over a railroad track. And, I just found out, it’s like this since 1918. Dern man, right? When I returned from… Read more
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It’s that wonderful time in the semester where the rough drafts are due. – It is my job to tell a bunch of adults that their grammar is fairly sub-par in the worst cases and passible in the best. I’ve learned through experience and time, a lot of instructors don’t approach the grammar issue. Maybe… Read more
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I’ve been thinking about my dad a lot lately. Well, rather, I’ve been thinking about why I’ve been thinking about my dad. — I kind of blame Memorial Day. There’s just something about graveyards that reminds people of the dead. Course, my dad was in the Army for a while too. I don’t think anyone… Read more
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Look, okay, I know that I have quite a few health problems. I’m really very aware of them, what’s going on, and what the future could hold. Heck, at this point, I probably could almost be a doctor. I’ve been poked and prodded in just about every imaginable way over the past two years. I’m getting to… Read more
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