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Monthly Archives: July 2015
Going, Going, Gone
The murder of Cecil the Lion in Zimbabwe by a Minneapolis dentist brought to mind the disappearance of seemingly lesser beings. I am assuming no dentist from the Midwest or elsewhere is responsible, but I remain concerned by the vanishings. … Continue reading
RIP Cedric
I’m not big on guns. I’m not big on hunting, either, so when I read a small item about a dentist killing a tame lion in Zimbabwe with a bow and arrow, I got pretty upset. So let’s name names. … Continue reading
The W & OD
I wanted to go to a softball game–men, women, kids, it didn’t really matter. There was no tangible reason, just a desire to see balls hit, people run, someone win and someone lose, all the while knowing it made no … Continue reading
I Wanted To Write About
Here’s what I wanted to write about today: Friends. Real ones, assumed ones, false ones, friends of convenience and inconvenience. How sometimes it’s difficult to tell them apart, and how friendships, new and old and developing, are heartbreaking, tenuous and … Continue reading
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Guns, Again
And so it turns out the National Rifle Association was right—guns don’t kill people. It’s flags that kill people. If a half-wit South Carolinian who under no circumstances should get near a firearm is able to purchase a gun because … Continue reading
Collectives
Collectives are wonderfully named and never fail to bring a smile. My friend Alex Tolstoy (yes, that is her name; yes, she is a distant relative of Leo Tolstoy, and she’s a wondrous painter whose works have been shown nationally … Continue reading
Vive le 4th
July 4th, like a lot of long summer weekends, always makes me feel like everyone is out of town, or sort of like being stuck on campus during the Christmas holidays. So for the past couple of years, if the … Continue reading
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