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Tag Archives: SOCS
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I’ve just returned from the market and I’m eating a sammich (turkey, Swiss, avocado, tomato, mayo) and a peach. I bought the peach during a sale last week and all the pretty peaches had been taken. Since I was gonna … Continue reading
SoCS — Call for a Pleasant Experience
I enjoy having pleasant experiences. You’d think that’d be universal, but I swear to you, some people want to be miserable and they want to make you miserable with them. We all make phone calls. We gotta call to RSVP, … Continue reading
SoCS — Organ
Wee me, sat at the organ, likely trying to please my grandfather. He was musical. He played the organ and the trumpet and heaven knows what else. His mother was an opera singer. He listened to opera and big band … Continue reading
SoCS — Grill
Down the way, there was a barbecue joint. It was terrible how we had to smell barbecue all day and all night for years. Just terrible. Seven in the mornin, droolin for pulled pork, Lawd. If I wanna eat a … Continue reading
SoCS — A Love Letter
I’m writing a letter to you today, somethin about gratitude and happiness, like: Dear Readers, Dear Lurking Strangers, Quiet Acquaintances, Visitors, BUT NOT YOU, SPAM PEOPLE! Thank you for coming here, for bearing witness to my neuroses, encouraging my rants, … Continue reading
SoCS — Why?
Why am I up so early? Am mom. Was up before the sun. Have already been out. Have coffee, will travel. It’s chilly and the wind is whippin! Why haven’t I been able to get in bed at a decent … Continue reading
SoCS — Mon This, Mon That
Mon Dieu. That’s when I say mon the most. I bet I write mon the most for Monday. Mondays make for a dull topic unless something seriously terrible happens, like you rip your inseams on a filing cabinet or leave … Continue reading
What is Fine?
I’m sucking on a chocolate square, staring at my monitor, wondering what’s fine. Fine is an interesting word. Much usage. Not to put too fine a point on it, but fine is often a lie, an omission at best. Most … Continue reading
SoCS — Good
Last weekend, one of my tires was low and The Mister put some air in it. On Thursday, I got in my car and the tire sign was on again. I don’t know how anyone would know it’s a tire … Continue reading
SoCS — In Other Words
Moo got this word game on her phone, and we’d all sometimes help her find what she couldn’t. I liked it, so I put it on my phone. Then Sassy put it on her phone. Then The Mister would help … Continue reading