Jerry
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Weren’t We Something Though?
In a patriarchal society, my grandmother was the matriarch of the family. The glue that held us together, if you will. Last Saturday, Jyg, Esmer and I had our annual Thanksgiving dinner sans Jerry – who was in San Antonio. It’s not so much a tradition that’s been going on for a while – Continue reading
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The Walking Dead
Nothing on AMC has caught my attention like The Walking Dead. Mad Men? I never gave it a chance. Rubicon? Eh, conspiracy shows aren’t my cup of tea. Breaking Bad? I wanted to get into the show, but I couldn’t divorce Bryan Cranston his Malcolm in the Middle character (I’m still working on Continue reading
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A Sappy I-Love-My-Friends Post
Call me lame, if you will. And many of you reading this who are my nearest and dearest will be doing so in respond tweets or leaving me comments on Facebook. But I don’t care. I love you anyway. You’re my book hunting pals to partners in crime. You celebrate the best of days and Continue reading
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Reliving to recreate history
There are things I want to regret. Like not being more adventurous when I was a teenager. Or like losing my virginity on the floor of Carmike theater while my – at the time – best friend watched on. I say want to regret because I don’t regret those things. In fact, I really don’t Continue reading
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“You could not feel the value that I placed”
I think it’s safe to say now that Friday’s birthday celebration would have been way more enjoyable if I didn’t take the pills. There’s money wasted. For my birthday, Jyg, Esmer, Jerry and I went to see The Crazies. The movie was awesome. Afterward, we headed to the park to have pizza and cupcakes. The Continue reading
Chapin City Blues 