Category: The Black List
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Starship ain’t what it used to be. When “we” were kids, Starship Records and Tapes sat in a small, converted house off 11th & Delaware. Place was yellow and blue on the outside and had a really pointy roofline. Smelled like weed on the inside. Full of bongs. Sorry. Paraphernalia. I’m pretty sure I bought…
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So the kid does this thing. If she starts a book, she feels bound to finish it. Obligated. I don’t think I’ve ever been that way. Last night, well, yesterday, she read an entire 400-page book she didn’t really like or enjoy reading. Me: “I don’t understand why you read books you’re not enjoying.” Her:…
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Yeah, this work stuff. Tomorrow’s my last half-day before resuming full-time on Thursday. There’s not been one day in the last almost two weeks where I haven’t come home and fallen asleep in the … den? Is it the den? It’s the TV room. The room we spend most of our time in. That’s why…
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Last week, on my first half-day back at work, I fired up the laptop, started typing on my wireless keyboard. The E key did not work. How does that happen? The keyboard, far as I know, was not touched while I was gone. dEad. … I’m actually in a bit of a quandary. Writing these…
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What a long, strange week that was. And now we sit on the Wall of Trepidation, the Precipice of Return. I haven’t missed work. I didn’t think I’d be out this long, but … apparently recovery from a craniotomy and treatment of a brain growth takes longer than you expect. Even sick, even with all…
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The status quo has got to go! On this trip to the great North, I received nothing but good news. The neuro surgeon told me she didn’t want to see me again. The infectious disease guy stopped the current antibiotics. I now reside in the Mad Eye Moody realm. … “Constant vigilance!” Wait and see,…
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Oof. Not short of material. First, housekeeping. Posting for the next week is going to be spotty. Gotta go back to that hospital in the North for post-op evaluations. Be gone for a week. Might be … Listless “As idle as a painted ship ‘pon a painted ocean.” I mean, I won’t be. Idle. But…
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Whose woods these are … Kidding. I mean, I’m not kidding. Probably nothing better than starting a hot summer day with a little Frost. But no, I’m not cut-and-pasting that in here. I wonder how far I could get from memory … I remember taking a lit class in college. Lit 1? Lit 2? We…
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In all this time, it’s the first writing from a desktop in months. Not because I couldn’t climb the stairs, but because I got comfortable typing from the corner of the couch with people in the room. Writing’s a solitary endeavor. Mostly I write from a desk. Laptop and attached monitor for that fantastic dual-screen…
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Sorry for the unexcepted interruption. Moose out front should’ve told ya. Shit just happens sometimes. Immune systems get interrupted. Compromised. Mine’s on strike, apparently. Which resulted in a two-day stay at Ches St. Francis South. And here I thought we’d be five days into the Reclamation Project. Alas. Two days on, two days off. Maybe…
