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Blogging is like going to the writer’s gym. I get to tell silly stories about whatever comes into my head at 2 am, with the hope that by repeatedly stringing a bunch of sentences together in a half coherent way, it will provide me with the mental muscle memory needed to knock off another novel. So far, so good. Stay tuned and keep on coming back for a laugh or two. You might actually get to know me (now there’s a scary thought). I’m an open book.
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MOS Bookshelf Welcomes Theresa Daly – I Am A Tree Hugger
Yesterday, I received my inscribed copy of Wild Atlantic Soul from Theresa Daly as well as a second inscribed copy for the Mike O’Shays Literary
Holy Shit, It’s November!
A FB Post by my dear, equally in charity, sentiment and spirit – Augustinian, Benedictine, Franciscan and Dominican – and quite brilliant friend, Pete “Buck”
All Hallows Eve
Some context: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Halloween Now I tried to go to bed on time last night. I was tired and could not keep my eyes open. But
First Snow Day
Yesterday reminded me that I live in high enough elevation that the snow has no problem finding me. Bad enough it flurried most of the
You’ll Always Remember Your #6000 – Thank You Carole Becker (and Russell Jones). Nice To Meet You, Bill Campion.
As Wilt Chamberlain was apocryphally heard to say, “I will never forget my 6000!” Now I understand. Last night, while I slept those few hours,
Hunter’s Moon
Friday night began the first of the three day cycle of what is known by the Anglo-Saxon’s as the Hunter’s Moon. Now I’m against hunting