Category: Writing
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Buying a house, prepping bowels, and the airline industry: gold stars all around.
The last few months have flown by, which is a mediocre pun if you know I work for the airlines. Read to find out what all has happened since the new job, new home, and new city. I give us gold stars. Josh and I really did pull off some magic in the first couple…
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Pascha turns out to be pretty rock’n’roll.
I am invited to Pascha. I am promised a great time. All expectations have been exceeded.
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Life’s a shit show, folks.
Standing up, means standing alone. The validation isn’t coming, honey. Life’s a shit show, folks.
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Dropping the Ball and the Ball Dropping. Is there even a difference?
I talk about New Years, about being tired and staying up late regardless. I talk about resolutions, even though I wouldn’t call them resolutions. But that’s not because I have anything against resolutions. And I share a poem.
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Early Times with Meemaw: an evening with Robert Gipe
The ladies of The Local Honeys invited me to “Canard County”. If you know, you know. If you don’t, go read Trampoline right now.
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Old Trees, Kids with Sticks, and also, When will a period not ruin a day? Part 2
Day 2 and 3 of my trip to California: There is fog, redwoods, seals, rollercoasters and kids with big sticks. The hunt for banana slugs begins.
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I do not look like Halle Berry, and it shows. Part 1
When two friends plan for some place exotic, but life happens and we settle for the 17 mile tour.
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My new signature cocktail: Shame & Sammy Kershaw
Is it better to lie awake and worry about your dog shitting in the middle of the night? or to just carry on and clean it up when it lands at your feet? Trust me, this is a story about shame and self-esteem.
