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Documentary Reviews…?
I am trying to figure out how I want to handle documentaries on this blog. My intention had been to write a very short, generally positive review every time I watched a documentary. Eventually someone looking for a documentary to watch could click on the “documentary review” tag and find a list of documentaries I…
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Tiny Dinosaur
When I was little, I accidentally dropped a small, plastic dinosaur out the back window of my dad’s 1987 Ford Ranger. I was five years old and had been pretending that the dinosaur was running quickly through the woods, holding him up against the open pop-out window as we sped through the Cascade Mountains. My…
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Check ID
I started working retail in 2001, back when I was still in high school. I was at this little shop in my small hometown that sold patio furniture and pool chemicals and swimming toys and all sorts of junk that nobody needs. There was no computer when I started. We were still using those little…
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I am reading a parenting book.
I hate parenting books–they make everything seem so dire. “Keith’s parents were slow to respond to him when he cried as a baby so as an adult he robbed an ATM and is now in prison.” “Taylor’s parents were always patient and kind to him. They knew exactly what to say and exactly what to…
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Accidentally revealing my small-town, middle-class roots.
I was with a friend and some acquaintances at the playground the other day, and my friend was mentioning that her sister had just chaperoned the French Club trip. “Oh, where did they go?” I asked. “Uh, to France,” one of my acquaintances chimed in with an amused tone that signaled the absurdity of my…
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The Veterinarian Witch
I took my young cat to the vet on Tuesday, just for his annual exam and vaccines and such. Have I mentioned that I’m pretty sure our veterinarian is a witch? I love our veterinarian. She looks to be about 600 years old, is less than five feet tall, and has the high crackly voice…
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Odds & Ends
We’ve been watching the Marble Olympics in my house. At first, I was about as excited about the Marble Olympics as I am about the actual Olympics, which is to say not at all. But oh man, once you start to get attached to a marble team it’s a whole different experience. I am now…