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I noticed a Mexican restaurant in Chilliwack and made a mental note to try it out. There's good Mexican eating not that far away below the border in Seattle. And, after noticing a much greater amount and variety of Mexican food items in the supermarkets than here in the Ottawa area, I figured maybe the restaurant might have possibilities due to actual Mexicans being in the vicinity. The Fraser Valley is a market garden area (I passed an endive farm!) and…Continue
I'm trying to be more active these days. I bought a new bike recently and can do 20 miles now. I got a kayak - the water has finally warmed up - now I have to figure out where to try it out (don't want to drown while I'm learning).
And, yesterday I bought another toy -Continue
Friday morning. I’m standing at the elevator bank with other similarly-situated sweaty professionals, looking forward to June. It’s my sense that people start to get grumpier in the summer than is justified because every day you realize that someone you know is on vacation, relieved for the week from the mind-numbing paper-shuffling we all find so rewarding.…Continue
Who can forget the shoes of springs past—
when girls took off galoshes and rubbers at last?
I was fond of the T-strap, which came with the spring sap.
‘Twas worn by renewed girls both slow and quite fast,
and by quite a few the poet was sassed.…
Added by Con Chapman on May 31, 2014 at 7:00am — No Comments
This will be one of the stories on 'Passionate Justice' Radio...today...3 pm EST.
My last post was in March of 2013. For those who wondered what may have happened, I apologize up front for not coming on sooner, since then, a lot has changed yet some things stayed the same. In the wake of all the media focus on the VA, let me fill you in on me.
I have since medically retired from active military service with over 20 years of…Continue
When Sidney Bechet got to thinking about Manuel Perez,
he said first that he was a much better cornet player
than Buddy Bolden; not as good a showman, but sincere.
He stuck to his instrument while Buddy did
things that got him noticed, stomping his foot,
waving his hand. Manuel didn’t make a spectacle of himself.
When you saw him in a parade, Bechet said, you…Continue
My husband’s mother’s soap opera life brought us to Madrid.
Or more accurately, Morata, Spain.
My husband’s mother’s first love died in 1938, during the Spanish Civil War. He was a member of the Abraham Lincoln Battalion in the 15th Brigade. He was a good kisser. He survived Jarama, but was killed at Belchite after fighting for a year and a half against Franco’s forces. His name was…Continue
Don’t come ’round here looking for the fresh, clean, family-friendly content this site is known for this afternoon. I’m taking off at 3:30 to watch my kid pitch what may be the final start of his high school career. He will take the mound today with a 3-0 record and three home runs last week alone! He hit them, I mean; he didn’t give them up.…Continue
Two of Hugh Hefner’s three girlfriends are moving out of the mansion.
Added by Con Chapman on May 29, 2014 at 6:49pm — No Comments
Elliot Rodgers, the Santa Barbara assassin, made some unconscionable comments about women in his so-called manifesto. For whatever reason, the media has chosen to focus on the killer’s misogyny at the expense of a number of other equally troubling issues surrounding this tragedy.
It was difficult – very difficult – but I read all 141 pages of the Rodger Manifesto. I can tell you this: misogyny might have been the least of this guy’s problems.
What the media…Continue
The Sixty Third Scroll:
After the ritual exchange of greetings with Baal-Eser,…Continue
It came with a bang, apparently out of nowhere . . . the world’s first and longest-lived art movement. One of the most spectacular developments in the human story unfolded during the Upper Paleolithic, the Stone Age span extending from about 30,000 to 10,000 years ago. After two or more million years of relatively sluggish evolution in the Homo line . . . what has been called a period of “almost unimaginable monotony,” art appeared all of a sudden, culminating in the magnificent cave…Continue
First of all, huge apologies to all of you - I meant to post some new prompts around mid-May, and the month has gotten away from me. Thanks so much to everyone who participated and read over the past few weeks.
So, things are a bit chaotic for me right now and I don't want that to adversely affect all of you. I'm going to post a few prompts that should get us through mid-June. Feel free to write about any that inspire you - you can even do…Continue
Added by OS Weekend Fiction Club on May 28, 2014 at 2:34pm — No Comments
Are you as sick as I am with racists trying to dodge exposure of their bigotry when we raise it up, calling that “playing the race card”, as if pointing to prejudice and its damage is worse than racism itself? …Continue
Added by Dicky Neely on May 28, 2014 at 8:05am — No Comments
This guy walked into my room and sat down and ask for a glass of sparkling water.
I immediately granted his wish for a glass of sparkling water.
He ask, “How do you like it here?”
I said, “I fucking hate it here.”
He ask, “Why don’t you just leave.”
I had nothing to respond back with.
I don’t’ know why,…Continue
Added by Michael Todd Cheeseman on May 27, 2014 at 6:38pm — No Comments