Let’s All Ask Ourselves: Does This Actually Fit In My Truck?

One of the things we’ve noticed, now that we live in Albuquerque, is that it’s apparently the custom here to stack all sorts of items in the back of your pickup truck, neglect to tie them down — or, conversely, tie them down but only just a little bit, on one corner — and then drive off. …

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Somebody Out There Is Making Prickly Pear Candy (But Not Me)

We’ve got a pretty big prickly pear cactus out in the front of the house — you can see it there on the right hand side, in front of the gate — and in my enthusiastic appreciation for the lovely house and getting to live in Albuquerque again, and in my desire to really appreciate all…

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What Breaking Bad Missed

Yeah, yeah, you all already saw all of Breaking Bad, like, when it was actually running.  But my method of watching tv shows is mostly to wait until they are over, and then watch Netflix streaming while I’m working.  Late to the party, whatever. And so I am watching it now. So. It’s of course excellent,…

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My Worst Job (But I Never Got Fired!)

Over at the blogging boot camp (which I sorta go in and out of; I mean, we’re told it’s ok to only to post three times a week instead of 7, which is how many prompts we get, but I must say I feel like I’m mostly hanging out in my bunk, reading science fiction,…

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Road Trip. With Circus.

I’m in Oklahoma City now, resting from the second day of traveling with two cats and two birds.  We’ll be in Albuquerque tomorrow afternoon.  In the meantime, the cats are resting in their crates (they chose that; I thought they’d rather have some space, but no) and the birds are sleeping. And I am writing…

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Very Brief Thoughts On Packing Boxes. Very Brief.

The movers will be here on Friday, so we are in the beginning stages of the last throes of Panic Packing. By which I mean that we are not actually panicking, but we see it looming.  Laura’s gone off to the Home Depot to fetch more boxes, bubble wrap, paper wrap, and packing tape.  Because…

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Sexual Obsession (Talking About Brecht, Here!)

So, one thing and another, stuff happens, and here we are, and I’m playing Mrs. Peachum in the Three Penny Opera, and I’ve got songs to sing, and our director gives us a CD so we could learn them, and I get to the first musical rehearsal and I have a song to sing and…

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In Which We Decide to Rehabilitate a Tiny Comrade

In the process of walking through the Grand and Giant Aventure, (since in our case this involves completely changing two careers and them moving across the country), we’re throwing out or giving away or selling lots and lots of stuff.  Lots.  But we’re also salvaging items from the past that we want to take with…

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