Monthly Archives: November 2014

A review of Broken For You, by Stephanie Kallos

I wrote this rant for goodreads, but The Professor tells me it should also be a blog post. (She bosses me around. I like it.) If you aren’t familiar with the book, this bookrags synopsis will give you enough context. … Continue reading

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This is one small thing I do

Last night, I had a little cucumber salad. As 50 recedes in the rearview mirror—some days slowly, others with startling speed—I ponder ways to keep my life fresh. Not that I think it’s moldy or boring now. I just know … Continue reading

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Oh, that we could reach so high

*for my great nephew Francis Treadwell, whom we love and remember* When I was growing up, there was an AM radio station in LaCrosse (WI) that played The Prayer of St. Francis of Assisi every day in the early evening. … Continue reading

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Mad Men working now for Seattle Times?

This was in today’s paper. Is the Times caught in a bygone era? At first I thought ’60s, but maybe I should guess ’50s, since the “by Bob” phrase looks like one of those Filmotype fonts from that era. (Google … Continue reading

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Just ask Danny Zuko

It was 2002. Maybe 2003. Remember Blockbuster? The blue and yellow ticket stub people that did their best to maximally shaft the customer out of late fees, but you couldn’t avoid it because it was your best option? Yes, that’s … Continue reading

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