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DOG

I was a dog. Conditioned to cringe at the sound of a ringing telephone or the crackle of a two-way radio. I wore both on my belt and they screamed at me all day, their combined weight tugging on my jeans with every step. Continue reading

TASTE THE HOSE

I’m drinking my coffee from a garden hose again. My life has come full circle. Or, at least the coffee portion of it has. Continue reading

The Pistachio Story

Once upon a time I had time. And I wasted ALL of it. I was good at that. Continue reading