weekend woeful

Here it is, another Monday. The weekend goes so freakin’ fast, even if I do nothing of any real significance. This morning is typical — foggy, overcast and a bit gloomy. And another procrastinating weekend of domestic chores — this time around, I put off working by watching ‘30 Rock‘ on Netflix. Just getting toward…

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jaded motives

A clear, beautiful early Wednesday morning here on California’s north coast, and as the half-moon hangs in the southern sky, the sound of the peaceful Pacific can be heard raging in the distance — only a couple of miles. A scene of ease and tranquility. Maybe in the mind, buddy. Mark Twain, ever the delightful…

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Outrage at the mad

Two poetic courtroom-comments yesterday encapsulate the nowadays: The defense attorney for a woman charged with severing the penis of her estranged husband said she “had a break from reality” the night of the attack. And the prosecution countered: “They say anger is the wind that blows out the candle of the mind.” Awoke this morning in…

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