Monthly Archives: September 2008

Foreshadowing: It’s Not Just for Literature!

On Friday I was reclining on my couch during a rare “Nap Overlap.” I had approximately 15 minutes to get some much needed shut-eye; much needed because of all the usual reasons plus we were expecting house guests for the … Continue reading

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Time Life Presents: The Toddler Years

Pardon me. I am a little crankier than usual today. Trombone got up at 6 am and has been acting like a real twit ever since. Thankfully I was up before him, writing in my sanity journal. This might just … Continue reading

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Empty Notes

(this is meant to be further thoughts on the previous post. but then it got posted before an explanatory sentence and a couple of other bits were included) Yesterday Saint Aardvark put on some Josh Rouse, to get the annoying … Continue reading

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Like Marijuana Leads to Heroin

Jack Johnson relaxes me. Does this make me a) on a downhill run to becoming someone who pays money to see Celine Dion in concert (incidentally, she has covered a Heart song, note for note, for why?) b) overtaxed and … Continue reading

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We’ve Told Him The Song is Called “Secret Banana”

Oh g’wan. Allow me this extra 2 minutes plus of hubris. Kthx. Secret Banana, Secret Banana from tortured potato on Vimeo.

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