Pink ballerinas, freight trains and talking mice; and yet no, this is not a post about drugs

Severe weather had been predicted all day yesterday, but in the morning the news was calling it merely a “slight” chance for tornadoes. So I didn’t worry too much about it, and I even thought that my plan for an evening run probably woudn’t be affected. I tend to keep the news on in the…

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An escape to Florida fixes everything

Twenty years ago yesterday, I went to bed in my room with a window facing the front of the house and prepared to get some zzz’s before another day at the grind, otherwise known as the sixth grade. A few hours later I was gently awakened by Mom, who told me that just to be…

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When we’re drunk, we’re invincible

One more round at the bar on the beach A final stop on the way out of town Or a lesson in responsibility? The government called, said get out now, or you will die. And you laugh and have another hurricane. “They said golden French fries would kill me too,” you state diplomatically – or…

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