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Da charts! Da charts! Da charts!

I asked my Sweet Al for his take on this article. He said it’s different and confusing. I told him it’s a metaphor and unless you’ve been to the island…

No. No. No. Don’t do it!

I yelled at the wrestler on television, “No. No. No. Don’t do it. Don’t let him talk you into it.” Then I yelled at the man who was supposed to…

Road trip to Golden with me and Miss Siri

A road trip for our family means we’re having too much fun; we’ll try new restaurants, no telling where we will end up, cramming everything possible into a weekend and…

When dreams come true, are we ready for them?

Life is funny. We dream about certain things. It’s a reality jolt when it doesn’t happen. We were watching “American Idol.” Some poor little 15-year-old girl was voted off. She…

Quiet! Stop talking for a minute

I was having lunch with a friend, who is an introvert. I wanted to talk to her about making my protagonist an introvert. I asked her, if I did write…

Good neighbors, Sweet Al and turkeys

I thought of our neighbors today and felt safe, blessed and happy. They’re good people. We all moved to the Lower Blanco in 1976 and have lived peacefully next to…

More truthful, more redeemable

I told a group of writers this week that I wrote without a filter. It sounds dangerous, I know — small-town gossip and such — but I don’t know how…

Mud, dogs and my Sweet Al

What’s on your mind these days? For me, it’s mud, dogs and my Sweet Al. Do you ever remember February with so much mud? I’m loving the weather, but the…

What? I can’t hear you

What? I can’t hear you. Can you hear me now? I’ll move closer. With the family, I’m huddled 2 feet away from the television and they are all lounging 10…

Inflated egos and deflated balls

When I met my friend for lunch, she wanted to talk about a book she was reading. She said, “Before the 1900s, people valued and looked up to people of…

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