Archive for December, 2008

Junk in my Trunk

I drive a truck. It’s a Ford, ok? And for that I am truly sorry, but what’s done is done. We are all young and naive at some time, and I bought a Ford… one of my greater mistakes (and life lessons), it will never happen again. We good? Awesome. So, I drive a truck. […]

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I long for your embrace.

5pm Tues Schelia and I are not dating. We have known each other since Jr. High, at which time she claims I canceled a date for a dance so I could go with another girl (Trish?), thus breaking her heart and forever scarring her psyche. Everyone here knows the full story since Schelia told it […]

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Kansas City

Back home after a largely unbelievable week in KC with Goodyear. …good sign you have too many windows open: you forget you have an unpublished BLOG post open from 4 days previous.

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In the Hole

In the Hole John Ciardi I had time and a shovel. I began to dig. There is always something a man can use a hole for. Everyone on the street stopped by. My neighbors are purposeful about the holes in their lives. All of them wanted to know what mine was for. Briggs asked me […]

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Suburban

SUBURBAN John Ciardi Yesterday Mrs. Friar phoned.”Mr. Ciardi, how do you do?” she said. “I am sorry to say this isn’t exactly a social call. The fact is your dog has just deposited-forgive me- a large repulsive object in my petunias.” I thought to ask, “Have you checked the rectal grooving for a positive I.D.?” […]

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