Tag Archives: Coffee

On The Overuse Of The Word “Love”

Forever and Always My wife My pugs My parents (and her parents) My friends Their adorations My God (though not necessarily “and country”) A Torrid Affair Black coffee / handled mugs Greyer days / large windows Ales / hops malts … Continue reading

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New Year’s Day 2014

Grandma Hilda believed that whatever you did on New Year’s Day you would do a-plenty in the year to come. With this in mind, Grandma structured the activities of her New Year’s Day more carefully than any poser publishing their … Continue reading

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The Geek Genuflects

4:52 PM – I’ve drank twice as much coffee as two days ago but half as much as yesterday. Glory. *** “I never make such big decisions so long after sunset and so far from dawn.” – Francis ‘Frank’ Underwood, from … Continue reading

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A Celebration of One Student’s Bitchiness, of Personal Hypocrisies, and of The Truest Part of Any Eulogy

10:12 AM – Pug-dog asleep on me as I read. Awakening, he stretches his paws into my face. They smell like corn chips. He is the Corn-Chip Chicken. *** “Rationality squeezes out much that is rich and juicy and fascinating.” … Continue reading

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The Berenstain Bears and Dog The Bounty Hunter Go To The Dentist

10:09 AM – Woke at 2:30 AM after a dream I had to write down. Went back to bed, plagued by thoughts that must be written down. Listened to Dio’s Holy Driver record for the first time and loved it. … Continue reading

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An Unintended Celebration of How The Wife and I Find The Most Balance When The Plum Line’s Tipped

9:14 AM – Slept in after a late night at the Ass show. My awesome black-tee shirted wife endured her first thrash metal circle pit and felt the floor buckle beneath a dude’s skull. She came home hungry for sleep … Continue reading

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Landmarks and Altars, Imagery and Language : Our Inherent Need to Remember That Chefmaster Makes Crappy Makers

5:22 AM – Sometimes foul seems to have brewed . . . . . *** “Remove not the ancient landmark which your fathers have set.” Proverbs 22:28 Our ten dollar coffee maker, made by the Chefmaster Company and purchased at … Continue reading

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