Been seven days since I’ve seen the darkness.
Which sounds like a line from a Christian rock song. Or maybe, an anti-depressant ad. Continue reading
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Category Archives: Philosophical Musings
Bowelderdash
Sipping cognac after a light evening repast of smoked quail egg duck terrine and lamb chops, grilled redder than m’lady’s love for me, we’re watching some very loud television program featuring scantily clad young women and bushy-bearded men.
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Don’t Take It So Pearsonal
“There are days, Barnaby, when I’m glad Phillip isn’t around to witness what’s going on.”
Phillip, Elsie’s late husband, dead and gone just over two years ago now. Two? Maybe three. Time does fly. Continue reading