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Archive for August, 2011

   Aug 30

Tuesday, August 30, 2011

Ready for fun. Or trouble. Whatever comes first. I really thought I’d get more blogging material out of the trip to Napa. I guess that’s what happens when you plan a trip around an event, rather than a place. No wonder I’ve never done it that way before. I find it interesting that I blogged […]

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   Aug 28

Sunday, August 28, 2011

Welcome to Napa So I actually left the county for a couple of days. My passport remains dusty and sad in a drawer, wondering what happened to our relationship. “You used to take me out all the time – now we never go anywhere. I hardly ever see you!” it reproaches me. I think it […]

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   Aug 23

Tuesday, August 23, 2011

Of course, the other problem with using the date as post titles is that it merely highlights how long it’s been since you last posted, much like that accusing bowl of cherry pits showing just how many you actually ate (instead of how many you’d like to think you ate). It seems that there is […]

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   Aug 20

Saturday, August 20, 2011

Almost as disappointing as the discovery that painkillers do not in fact kill pain is the discovery that cars do not get fixed and stay that way. Also more expensive and inconvenient. When I first got Miss Scarlett back in Oaktown, she was already vintage, but her previous charioteer had practically ignored her, only putting […]

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   Aug 18

Thursday, August 18, 2011

One of my favorite pictures of my favorite person One of the problems with flying in the face of convention and WordPress by freeing myself from the tyranny of the post title is that using the date really makes you think about the date. Especially when it’s the Evil Eighteenth, aka the most dreaded day […]

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   Aug 14

Sunday, August 14, 2011

Am I the only one who is sick and tired of trying to come up with a title for each post? Sometimes it’s harder than writing the post itself. Or balancing a checkbook. Or opening a jar if there’s no boy handy. I always leave it until last. Why can’t I just use the date? […]

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   Aug 12

Update: The Garden Department (Part II)

When we used to go Maine every summer, it was long enough ago that there will still some remnants of the grand old days when the Island was populated by Vanderbilts and Rockefellers and others of their ilk in the summer months. My parents met a gentleman who used to be a butler for the […]

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   Aug 09

Addressing the Issue

Another thing I never told you about the Surgical Mystery Tour in San Francisco was that I lost my address book. I still have no idea where. But it’s gone. As people often say in these situations, it was old and the time had come. But it had also been given to me by my […]

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   Aug 06

The Trouble with Clyde

Taking a break from troublemaking Q: It’s 5 am. Do you know where your cats are? A: Not really. Clyde woke me up early this morning by clawing at the bedspread. It wasn’t so much the clawing that was the problem, as it was his trying (unsuccessfully) to cover up his pee, which was merrily […]

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   Aug 05

Driving Me Crazy

Well, the oil change was $50. When I told Jonathan and Rob about it, they were horrified, mixed with surprise. My thought was that they had enough to do working on the brakes and not much time – my brother works 52 hours a week – and Rob is still recovering from people rummaging around […]

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   Aug 03

Update: The Automotive Department

The cause of all the trouble. Seen here in the surprise snowfall in February. As I mentioned, my hard-working and long-suffering brother was not able to attend the social event of the season, aka Erica’s and Jessica’s farewell barbecue, which also marked the first time in months that I hadn’t pulled up to his place […]

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   Aug 02

Update: The Garden Department (Part I)

Gardening is really not a suitable occupation for Self. It’s boring, it’s dirty, and it causes sweat, all extremely un-Suzy things. Also, the gratification is far from instant, and even instant gratification isn’t fast enough for me. I don’t want to watch things grow. I want them to look nice now. Preferably without any effort […]

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