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I Can’t Find My Keys… still.
You know that stupid sliding numbers puzzle that drove you nuts until you just threw it at the wall? That 4-by-4 grid, with 15 numbered slidey thingies, you had to random scramble the numbers, then rearrange them into order by sliding them around fruitlessly until you have it all right or until you have it all right except the 9 ...
Roscoe and The Mullet.
Well, I have to say, yesterday was an interesting day. We drove up the hill and checked out what may be our new place for a while. We're calling it Roscoe. It is 20 minutes up the hill from our abandoned antique store lot which we call the Mullet. When we build there it will be business in the front, ...
Goosebumps from The Magic House
30 years ago a woman planted bulbs around our house. The Magic House we call it; it has a great view and a calmness that heals you. The bulbs grew these tall pink flowers and long green leaves that overflowed out of the middle. I have no idea what they are. A lily maybe? I suppose I could look it ...
Ya ever take nineteen 90 pound sacks of cement to the chest?
I have. I was a landscaper for a while in San Diego, years ago. I loved it. Out in the sunshine, feet in the dirt, free avocados, working in back yards, often with an ocean view. It was hard work but it paid well and I had three babies. Part of what we did was the dreaded mow strips. The ...
One of those Dad moments
I talked to my middlest son on the phone after a recent gig of his. He told me a story about "one of those moments." I've tried hard to teach them to enjoy the moments. There are those moments in my mind of him as a baby, him being born, him climbing a tree, first day of school, first guitar, ...
The 13th Annual “What would you say to your Dad today if you could?” Father’s Day Thread
Subscribe to our YouTube Channel Click here for the lyrics What would you say to your Dad today if you could? For thirteen years I have been asking this question on Father's Day atĀ Fark.com. For thirteen years I read the threads and cried and laughed and cried again. For thirteen years I told you this was cathartic, heartbreaking and heartwarming ...