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IT’S NOT THE TRAGEDIES THAT KILL US, IT’S THE MESSES. — dorothy parker

 
 
 
 

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Why can’t I say good-bye to you?

One of my friends is dying.
I think.
Doesn’t that sound odd?
I don’t know what is going on for certain. I rely upon e-mail and Facebook updates. My friend is a former co-worker, someone with whom I’ve worked off and on over the course of two decades. We kept in touch after I left my job. Until [...]

Why I’m mostly a vegetarian, Part 2

Take your pick: Thumper or Rocky.
I came upon this while thumbing through a cookbook at my mother’s house. The brittle, crumbling volume held together by rubber bands and tape was a wedding gift.
She was married in 1963.
Indeed, judging by the recipes for Swedish meatballs, Waldorf salad and beef Stroganoff and the overuse of gelatin and [...]

Did you hear? Did you see? Did you discuss?

So this thing happened in the airspace over my city. Yet, I was blissfully ignorant of it for most of the day it happened.
I saw a quick headline online that said something about a problem on a flight.
It was Christmas Day. I had Christmas stuff to do. I have two children. We had to [...]

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