Monthly Archives: August 2023

I’M FRIED (Part 2 – The Life Of A Nutty Human)

By choice, my wife and I are not reproducers. We are certainly not anti-children. We both love little kiddos… just at a distance… if they are someone else’s… when they are sleeping… at someone else’s house… in another county. Okay, … Continue reading

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I’M FRIED (Part 1 – The Making Of A Nutty Human)

My Mom used to have an old faded yellow plug-in squarish two-inch deep electric frypan. I am betting many of you of a certain age can close your eyes and picture the exact type I am talking about. Mom used … Continue reading

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LODGED BETWEEN A ROCK AND AN OVERPRICED PLACE

When I was a smug know-it-all bratty pre-teen (versus now when I am a smug know-it-all upper-middle-aged bratty pre-geezer), I remember internally rolling my eyes whenever I heard older folks reminisce about the price of stuff back when they were … Continue reading

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SICK

I was sick. No, not the version of ‘sick’ that I was called when I instructed a gaggle of my screaming, squirming little nieces to play Rigor Mortis, the stay silent and not move contest game I had just invented, … Continue reading

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