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Chopsticks and Life’s Simple Pleasures

Saw a lady on morning walk picking up garbage along the way with chopsticks. While I do have tongs I use on the beach, I can’t say I’ve ever considered bringing chopsticks on a walk.

I’d like to think over the past five decades, I’ve developed into a rational well-rounded person. I’ve put away silly childish thoughts and feelings. Then the Vikings will play on Sunday (Monday morning for me) and I regress to prepubescent boy who rejoices in their failures. I’m not proud but Viking (and one MLB team) losses can provide a long summer day’s warmth to my body and a springy bounce in my step.

Songs I’m listening to

Bob Dylan- Hurricane

Rolling Stones- Waiting on a Friend

Paul Westerberg- Waiting for Somebody




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Gramma out of the hospital. And back to normal. She bragged that in her room of four people she was the only one who didn’t wear diapers. And for lunch, while she was getting hiyashi chukka, my wife,

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Rainy season has lifted, and the heat has set upon us. Brutal. Adding salt to that wound is that mother-in-law is in the hospital. Gallstones. Two weeks. Two surgeries. On the bright side- Total expen

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