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It may have been Father's when his hip hurt, but now it's mine. If I show him that my tenacity, perseverance, and determination are superior to his, he'll back down. Then this gem of a pillow will be all mine; no sharing with him. It'll look wonderful in front of the wood stove.If I play …
Once upon a time, I had relatively simple urges and desires. I wanted enough to eat, a six-pack of beer, shelter for myself and my cat, a decent set of guitar strings to replace the worn ones on my guitar, and a girlfriend who wasn't crazy. My cat, a large grey bruiser named Clancy, had …
Moving and stacking wood to burn later in the woodstove, gardening, and long walks are among my preferred exercise activities. The arthritis flares following COVID put the nix on my other favorite exercises, Iaido and Kenjutsu—four hours a week of martial arts were an excellent way to stay in shape.I do get exercise with the …
Life is good. I have a new toy and a spot in front of the fire. Waiter, where is my dinner?
Is it egotism to start an autobiography with - "in the beginning," or perhaps " I was born" or" at first?"I'll go with it in the beginning. As a phrase, it sets the tone for the rest of the book; it is a bit esoteric but immediately relatable to others you may have read. The …
The official word on that biopic about my life is that it's "complicated." The hoped-for hype and bidding war for the "rights" has not materialized. My agent has told me I need to be flexible regarding how much I ask for - not too much. He implied that a sweet deal was not in the …
I assume you are familiar with Finagle's Law - "Anything that can go wrong will—at the worst possible moment." Around our house, it's things like sitting at the keyboard working on a project and having a cat dash across the keys at precisely the wrong moment. Instant edit, or instantly lost project - with kitty …
I don't get it. Mom can knit all she wants, but I do it and get chased off the bed!Not Fair!
A cat's favorite book? Well, it all had to do with Christmas.
I know I'm young. but I know what I like. Red cushions, red towels, they are so exquisite, so soft against my fur. My bothers Marcus and Max are so lacking in fine taste. They'll lie down on any old thing. I know all about the finer things in life. Waiter? Is it time for …
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