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In searching and searching for an old dog toy I was seeking to replace, I found a Chinese website that showed a picture of that EXACT hard-to-find vinyl football. I checked the dimensions, saw 12x7x7 and thought that while maybe slightly bigger than I was thinking it was, that was probably about the right size [...]

This year, in my pursuit of being kinda-Catholic, I am again participating in giving something up for the Lenten season. I think that one of my more controllable flaws that I often choose not to control is my… shall we say… “volatility.” Friends will be (not at all) surprised to learn that I can tend [...]

Tonight, I returned the Chevy Sonic that I had been borrowing for a week. Since it was a 2013, it had tons of bells and whistles… or at least way more than my 2002 Accord. Now, I love my Accord – I really do. It’s just that any upgrades I’ve put into it have been [...]

I drive a 2002 Honda Accord. In the 8 years I’ve had it, I’ve managed to rack up 206,000 miles. Recently, I noticed that my brakes were acting weird, feeling funny against my foot when I pressed the pedal. I mostly ignored it, because the brake light indicator hadn’t come on (though I’m not sure [...]

So, I have a pig living in my backyard. One of my friends is moving to a new house and Napoleon the pig needed a place to stay while he moved and settled in.  I volunteered because I’ m a nice person and a super duper friend, but mostly I thought it’d be fun to [...]

This evening after I got home from various this and thats, I stepped out of my car to see a youngish golden retriever standing at my mailbox. He was wearing a collar, so I sat on my driveway and cooed at him until he shuffled over so I could read his tags. The second phone [...]

The door that I use to leave my office is the same door that truck drivers use to get to our shipping office, so I generally pass by many truck drivers on their way to the shipping department in my comings and goings. Recently as I was leaving for the day, a driver was walking [...]

I currently have two “owies” on my right hand. They’re difficult to see in the photo, so I’ve circled them because I’m a helpful person. Inside the yellow circle is a deep and painful bruise I got after slamming my hand with a racquet while playing racquetball (I’m a flail-er). Inside the red circle is [...]