Laundry Day

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In the entire time since I moved out of my parents house when I was a teenager, I have never lived anywhere where I’ve had my own washer and dryer. Well, that is not entirely true. When I lived with my friend Amy back in the IHOP days, we had this crazy ghetto portable washer/dryer that plugged in to our … Read More

I Can Has Nice Things

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I live in a two bedroom trailer in a dumpy no-frills trailer park in one of the nicest towns on this side of the Connecticut River. I’m a mile away from gorgeous beaches, state parks, and historical sites galore. The schools here are excellent, and thanks our friendly local nuclear power plant, taxes are reasonable. If you can get past … Read More

On Gratefulness, Generosity, and Pride

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“A fight is going on inside me,” said an old man to his son. “It is a terrible fight between two wolves. One wolf is evil. He is anger, envy, sorrow, regret, greed, arrogance, self-pity, guilt, resentment, inferiority, lies, false pride, superiority, and ego. The other wolf is good. he is joy, peace, love, hope, serenity, humility, kindness, benevolence, empathy, … Read More

Those Good Old Days

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I’m going to go have dinner at an old friend’s house tonight. I haven’t seen her in just about a year, so we have plenty of catching up to do over dinner and wine. I hear she is making chicken alfredo. My favorite, so I am very excited. She reminds me of high school, my good old days. Honestly, most … Read More

An Apple a Day…

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So this ridiculous thing happened last night. I went over to my friend Maddy’s house to have a bottle of wine like we tend to do on Saturday nights, and we got to talking about technology, and computer programs, and how she wanted to learn how to do some stuff with her computer and I told her I could probably … Read More

The One About Mr. Murphy

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I want to tell you a little story about Mr. Murphy. Mr. Murphy is a an old man who comes in to The Restaurant alone every single day, sometimes even multiple times a day. (There are actually a lot of people¬†(mostly old people)¬†who do that.) It’s strange and kind of sad. But I think Mr. Murphy probably just can’t be … Read More