A gift of cats
Kiddo#3 has decided he wants a guinea pig. While I was trying to work him down from the frenzy of grief of not having one (yet, possibly ever) his sister said, “Well for my birthday, I’m going to ask for…
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Seven Angels, Four Kids, One Family
Sometimes sarcasm is the only sane response
Kiddo#3 has decided he wants a guinea pig. While I was trying to work him down from the frenzy of grief of not having one (yet, possibly ever) his sister said, “Well for my birthday, I’m going to ask for…
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If insects gross you out, please don’t read any further. If you don’t mind killing the occasional mosquito, or fifty, read on. This morning Kiddo#1 put forth his theory that mosquitoes were created by Satan, although when I asked him…
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On Friday night, I got buzzed by a black and red insect while brushing my teeth. I moved to the side to finish up because I figure most bugs in the Swamp are harmless and it might as well live…
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I always look forward to the Happy Catholic weekend joke, and this weekend’s was funny enough for me to read it out loud to my Patient Husband. I hope Julie doesn’t mind if I crib it from her post (which…
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Since we’re all still here, let’s get to work. There are still hungry people to feed, the sick and dying to pray for, and sad people to comfort. I’m praying in a special way today for everyone deceived by the…
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The following appeared in The Wittenburg Door; they have since closed up shop and the reprint rights are mine, so I’m reprinting it here on the grounds that it seems appropriate, considering the tumult over the May 21st people. Right…
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I’ve mentioned before that sometimes I leap to conclusions that, while fully supported by the facts, are also dead wrong. It’s one of those NF character traits. The other day I did it again. No harm done, but I did…
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I’ve already said on here that I don’t think May 21st is going to be the Rapture. In fact, I don’t believe there will be a Rapture at all. Therefore let’s assume Saturday comes and I get Raptured. That’s pretty…
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In response to a question someone asked me (not in the combox) about last week’s flash fiction… No, my Patient Husband does not ignore me. No, I was not trying to send him a message with that story. First, if…
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Thriller author Dan O’Shea offered a challenge: he’d donate $5 to the Red Cross for tornado relief for every flash fiction written about the theme of rain. I’m a bit late, but here’s mine. Umbrella Lessons by Jane Lebak “Hold…
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