Category Archives: Reality is a Harsh Mistress

Celebration

Funerals generally have nothing whatsoever to do with the dead. They’re all about the living: the selfish, worthless, annoying living. I am happy to say that I had more fun at this funeral than any other I’ve been to. Naturally … Continue reading

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Cripes

There are days when I feel old. I had pretty much gotten used to being 30 and gaining another year didn’t seem like a big deal. Going from your 20s to your 30s seems like a big deal. Ending the … Continue reading

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In Memory

It’s a little eerie to hear the cold wind whistle outside your kitchen door when you get the word that your grandfather has finally died. Then again, if you had known my grandfather and the state he’s been in for … Continue reading

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Immaculate Things

Today is the feast of the Immaculate Conception. When I was a child I couldn’t for the life of me figure out how Mary conceived on December 8 and gave birth on December 25. Seemed a bit short but then … Continue reading

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Wot? December already?

After a very pleasant evening of too much drinking and not enough sleep some evil bastard on my radio announced that it’s December First. Christ. December 1. Already. I do not think I am ready for this. In my current … Continue reading

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