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One year ago, second time around

On this date last year my divorce was final. It is my second divorce. My marriages didn’t really fail, ultimately peopled changed and made choices. Changes had to be made. I thought I was the type to let go and move on quickly, I was wrong. Oddly, I moved on from this last marriage quickly but the eight month girlfriend that followed was harder. In time, that too found it’s way into my real view mirror.

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Be Careful What You Fish For.

Then, as we looked down on the dogfish, something else emerged. It also had sharp fins and a distinctive tail, and it was following the dogfish in its lazy circles. Only this thing was not on my line. And it was bigger than our boat. A lot bigger.

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Good Morning, Dogs.

I used to write a lot of music and songs, from small orchestral compositions to “If I were a rock/coffee house star” fantasies. I still dabble here and there, and write songs and music for guitar and piano that is…

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Lost Jobs, New Business’s and Beach Condos

And so it’s solidly into November. At present I’m making ready a real estate listing business for launch this week. It’s a site that focus’s on the For Sale By Owner market. This idea is not unique by any means,…

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Dream coaches and origami

I am solidly into my road trip now. I arrived in Phoenix on Monday after a very fast drive from Santa Clarita, California. I was simply amazed by the trip east on I-10. I set the cruise control at 90…

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Christmas Trees and Other Short Circuits

So today, I get in my car and drive off with the stereo working just fine only to discover my rear passenger turn signal is not working. I hasten to the auto parts store and purchase a new bulb, but after installation there was not change. Eventually the young snot nosed kid from the store comes out with his flashlight and proceeds to do a full gainer under my dash to investigate the problem.

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Sex Gets Better with Age I: Learning to Pack Lighter

I suppose that I had should say something about what I mean by “better” in terms of sex getting better. By “better” I mean sex that is more comfortable, more satisfying, more exciting, and more fulfilling. I mean the “laying-on-the-bed-with-slitty-eyes-incapable-of-saying-anything-but, ‘Whoa … Babe …’ every-few-minutes-while-recovering” kind of sex, sex so good that you feel like you should high five after it, sex that needs no excuses but demands a recap and a cigarette, sex where the sex you crave is the sex you have rather than the sex you only imagine.

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I Did a Bad, Bad Thing, Part IV.

[The fourth in a series. You may want to read Part 1, Part 2, and Part 3 first.] Jeremy was confused. The doctor seemed to have no idea what was going on. “I got the note, ” began Jeremy. “Note?” responded…

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