My sister used to live in Houston, Texas. 

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  My sister used to live in Houston, Texas.  There were times I could find a round trip ticket for under $200 and I was always able to find a direct flight.  That… Continue reading

Thoughts while avoiding the mirror

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  What does the fecund human see when s/he looks in the mirror?   He sees a fit, handsome man regardless of the fat layers. He runs a comb or brush through his… Continue reading

The last stand of a long departed tent

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  It looks like anyone who has tickets to Disney World is going to have a bad day.  The first tropical storm of the season, Andrea, is presently pressure washing the rides.    It… Continue reading

 All right!  I am officially STEAMED!!!!

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 All right!  I am officially STEAMED!!!!  This is an honest-to God no-punches-held rant. It began with an email from Southwest airlines in response to my complaint about their prices.  Here is the executive… Continue reading

Birthday parties then and now.

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  I found this picture and had to post it.  You would think I’d remember how hard my mother worked to make this the most memorable party in the world for her 7… Continue reading

QUACK vs. DOCTOR

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As mentioned in my last post, if there were such a thing as a quack magnet, my parents fit the bill—or paid the bill (however you want to look at it).  My personal… Continue reading

Scariest childhood memories

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   I have to credit Austin http://moviewriternyu.wordpress.com/2013/05/24/friday-night-think-tank-memorial-day-edition/comment-page-1/#comment-13100 for dredging up this particular topic.   It gives a whole new meaning to the question, “When did you come out of the closet?”   No, I’m not… Continue reading

CHANGES

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  Hard to believe that there have been so many changes since the mid 20th century.   Take, for example, the uproar when Jackie Robinson joined the Brooklyn Dodgers in 1947.  The military was… Continue reading

The Portuguese Experience at Emidio’s

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    This isn’t my usual blog topic, and I’m certainly not a connoisseur of restaurant cuisine. But I just had to write this!  If you live in the Atlanta or travel to the… Continue reading

Grammy, time to wake up!

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“Grammy, time to wake up!”  The shining light I call Munchkin yells into my ear. “What time is it?” I mumble. “Uh….6:00.” “Go back to sleep,” I whimper, pulling the covers over my… Continue reading