Monthly Archives: January 2015

Lessons From My Dog

I just rubbed my dogs’ belly for 20 minutes, his happiness was palpable. Imagine how much happier we could all be, if we lowered the bar a bit. Advertisements

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Fun With UberFacts Featuring The Simpson’s

UberFact: Rectal massages can cure hiccups. “Wait! Bend over I wanna try somethin’.” “Nah, I’m just gonna ::hiccup:: hold my breath, thanks.” UberFact: If you’d like to be perceived as more powerful, place your hands on top of a table … Continue reading

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Lessons, I Don’t Need No Stinkin’ Lessons

I’m not big on learning lessons, but on occasion I have, grudgingly, done it. For example, I know not to touch a hot stove. Granted, I still do it all the time, so maybe that lesson didn’t really stick. Hmmm, … Continue reading

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Happy New Year…Again? (Flash Fiction)

Cassie lurched awake. She was in a hotel room she didn’t recognize or remember checking in to. With a sense of panic, she rubbed her eyes and sat up. She immediately caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror. “Oh….my….God!” … Continue reading

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Je Suis Juif. I Am Jewish.

“Journalists were killed because they defended freedom. Policemen were killed because they were protecting you. Jews were killed because they were Jewish.” ~Prime Minister of France, Manuel Valls Journalists – defending. Policemen – protecting. Jews – because they were Jewish. … Continue reading

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Sixteen Days of Gone

Gone, still gone. Miss our talks and laughter. Brief moments I still think you’re out there – living. Then… gone, still gone. “When will you be yourself… funny again?” I dunno… I dunno. I write poetry now, because it’s there. … Continue reading

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Moon Shadows

Long past midnight, I saw the Moon caressing the snow A late night love affair, hidden from prying eyes I watched them, a voyeur on a sleepless night Moon Shadows danced across her pure white skin In blushing approval, she … Continue reading

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