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Kicking is never the answer.
“Are you going to go on your ride tomorrow?” I asked The Lad at dinner last night, because I am The Stupid. The Lad had been planning to drive his motobike 1,000 miles in a day to get an obscure certification which would profit him nothing in the real world, much like a Bachelor’s Degree. … Continue reading
And no birds sing
ME: It’s wrong, it’s wrong to go to war, it’s wrong. DAD: Well what choice do we have, then? I just don’t see another option. ME: Yeah, but isn’t that what YOUR parents said when you were protesting the ‘Nam? DAD: That was totally different, they agreed with us. ME: Grandad, what’d you think of … Continue reading
Little feet make my womb go squish…
Welcome my little olives and peanuts! Welcome to the new, improved Carthage. Let us take a moment to be very, very grateful to The Lad for delivering us from the horror and inanity which is MS Word’s HTML template. Speaking of inanity, isn’t it time I updated? This holiday weekend was spent currying favor with … Continue reading