Category Archives: good memories

“She absolutely can’t sing”

re: My cousin (female) who I haven’t spoken to or seen in about 25 years about Stevie Nicks I’m sitting here nursing a sore back for the start of the third week, listening to Nicks’ first solo album. ‘After the … Continue reading

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A Christmas Story, or a Gift Only I Could Love (1972)

So huddle around the Trump Dumpster Fire and I’ll tell you a personal true story of a Christmas 45 years ago. Yes, I am old. On Christmas Eve we were in the car headed for my paternal grandparent’s house next … Continue reading

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Field of Dreams

Ray Kinsella: Fifty years ago, for five minutes you came within… y-you came this close. It would KILL some men to get so close to their dream and not touch it. God, they’d consider it a tragedy. Dr. Archibald “Moonlight” … Continue reading

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I Am (not) A Rock

Part of the life of most bipolar people is regretting not living the life they could have lived. In most respects this is caused by the illness – the inability to make a keep friends, jobs, other social contacts. But … Continue reading

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Reflections on the day after Christmas

Not a thing in the US. But it could be. About half of everyone I know gets some kind of sickness or injury around the holidays. My wife has the eternal cough and I am fighting what may be some … Continue reading

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Merry Christmas before the deluge

I know, I know, I should write something. After all, it’s three days before Christmas so something profound should be written. Perhaps something Dickensian to keep with the spirit of the times as certain people contemplate the return of the … Continue reading

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Happiness Is (with extra Broadway)

I’m so happy. That little red-headed girl dropped her pencil. It has teeth marks all over it. She nibbles her pencil. She’s human! It hasn’t been such a bad day after all. Without fleas Today’s cheap shot comes again at … Continue reading

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