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Pensive Person

Pensive Person
Birthday
December 05
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A quiet guy up here in the Midwest, waiting to be seen. Most of the time my days are filled with sarcasm, anger, and general malaise--so, this is my inexpensive form of therapy.

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When I was in high school, my sister received a gray tabby cat for her 18th birthday. She named him Kirby, in honor of Minnesota Twins center fielder Kirby Puckett. He was one of those cats that only gave the time of day to one individual, the hand who… Read full post »

 

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As children, my cousin and were inseparable. Last year he was married, and while he was dancing with his bride, I pondered a piece of our shared history......

At 12, we sat upstairs, a bare bulb lighting the room as Grandma snored downstairs. We did not… Read full post »

MARCH 14, 2012 12:27AM

A White Castle Christmas

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With tomorrow's forecast predicting record temperatures in the mid to upper 70s, I find myself saying goodbye to winter. I find myself thinking over the snowless and somewhat anti-climactic Christmas of this past year, and my mind starts meandering over previous Christmases.

One of… Read full post »

 

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In a box somewhere, probably in the garage of my parent's house, there is a photograph I'd like to get my hands on. On the back of this picture, the Kodak Company was kind enough to memorialize the year and month in a sea-foam green dot-matrix… Read full post »

MARCH 11, 2012 10:34PM

The magic of night: look up!

 

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When I was a kid, we lived a few miles inland from Lake Michigan in a rural area of Wisconsin. With my mother having two children before she could legally drink alcohol, and my father striving to make ends meet painting houses and taking other "odd" jobs,… Read full post »

MARCH 8, 2012 9:34PM

Let your beer belly be your guide

 

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  It was this past 4th of July, 95 degrees in the shade, 105 under the beer tent where sweaty, middle-aged men bought 3 dollar beers in fragile plastic cups. To the deep bass of the Lynryd Skynyrd cover band, they sauntered out to the dance area with big…

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MARCH 4, 2012 9:55PM

Working with The Infuriator

  bird

(Why, yes, yes I am a pretty bird...)

Never in my twelve years at my current place of employment have I come across such a quintessential specimen. I thought it was merely legend, something out of the movies. Surely such a creature could not exist.… Read full post »

MARCH 1, 2012 12:13PM

Male Knitters Unite!

 

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35 year old, white male, Sagittarius, considers himself a witty fellow at times, well-educated in the traditional style, somewhat educated in what matters, who loves to relax by sitting at coffeeshops, reading, going to the symphony (because rock concerts are just awkward wi… Read full post »

FEBRUARY 29, 2012 9:22PM

If an alpaca caused my death. . . .

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Who? Me?
 
To be the constant caregiver and never the cared for is my destiny. The last of a family tree that has been slowly rotting at its core, not from disease, just from improper handling, pruning, and general care. I am not a branch; in fact, I am… Read full post »

 It starts with a short jaunt to the supermarket.

Buy a cheap, glass bottle of whiskey, a smaller bottle should do the trick. Make sure it is cheap--quality is just lost on your self-delusions.

Once you are home, sit at the table--alone--isolation is key. There will be no need for… Read full post »

 

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One is a wedding photographer; the other, a school teacher.
 
Up until recent events, I have always thought myself a responsible citizen. I stay current with political events, read up on candidates, vote in every election making what I think are informed decisions. I will go in an… Read full post »
FEBRUARY 26, 2012 8:32PM

The Symphony: A Life Deferred

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 Willa Cather wrote a short story called "A Wagner Matinee." In it, an old woman, Aunt Georgiana, comes to the city to visit her nephew on some family related business. She has been in the prairie lands for the majority of her life, having left the

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hepburn
 
 Who can forget the beginning to Breakfast at Tiffany's? That empty road, a waif of a thing in the epitome of little black dresses, walking down the sidewalk as if it were her own personal catwalk---standing in front of the jewelry store eating a pastry and drinking coffee, as/… Read full post »
FEBRUARY 22, 2012 10:15PM

"XXX" marks the spot

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A new store popped up next to the freeway not too long ago.

At first it seemed like a house, but that was quickly dispelled when a large yellow and black sign was erected, adorned with 3 large X's.

This was one of those kinds of stores.… Read full post »

FEBRUARY 21, 2012 9:25PM

When I saw death

 

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Until a few weeks ago, I had never seen a person die.

Up until then I had only been intimately acquainted with the death of a loved pet. Sonny was my society finch, and just like his human counterpart, he went before Cher. I held his… Read full post »

FEBRUARY 19, 2012 11:43PM

Magic: A real life application

"I'm going to be a magician."

With as much conviction as a first grader could muster, whenever asked the question, "What do you want to be when you grow up?" My parents, my teachers, my friends, anyone who would ask would receive the same answer: Magician.

Perhaps out of… Read full post »

FEBRUARY 18, 2012 3:11PM

Why you should buy used books.....

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I have a Kindle, and I love it. Hundreds of books at my fingertips, easy to carry, and so accessible when I travel. It's beautiful. However, there are gems awaiting you at your closest used bookstore or at your everyday garage sales.

The books themselves are… Read full post »

FEBRUARY 16, 2012 8:58PM

An Apology to Tigger

tigger
 
You with your black stripes blended with flashes of orange; when you arrived in the wood, I wanted to grab the closest sharp object--or rifle--and finish you off. With your unceasing ego and my-way-or-the-highway attitude, constantly interrupting the more polite and considerate friends… Read full post »
FEBRUARY 15, 2012 9:58PM

Has the Music Died?

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For all the kids out there, this is a picture of an audio cassette. See that dark brown ribbon? Music is on that dark brown ribbon, and in order to hear the music you would need to place the cassette into a machine that would have two prongs that… Read full post »
df
 
Above you see a picture of Ephraim, Wisconsin.
 
Sure it is picturesque and tourists flock to the harbor every summer to take photographs while lovers sit on benches, holding hands and watching the sun set on Lake Michigan. But, for me, the most beautiful spot in town isn't… Read full post »
FEBRUARY 7, 2012 8:02AM

Stop Bugging Me!

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This little beauty, which can grow up to 4 inches in length, is a Giant Water Bug. He is not some sort of exotic creature that lives in the canopy of Amazonian rain forests. No, no, he hangs out in slow moving fresh water in… Read full post »
FEBRUARY 6, 2012 6:17PM

If Hallmark had written King Lear

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1884. I cannot even conceptualize what life would have been like on a farm in northern Wisconsin in 1884. That was when my great-grandfather was born, and he died when I was 7 years old (1983). 

I spent a lot of time with him, not by choice. My grandmother… Read full post »

FEBRUARY 5, 2012 3:29PM

Why I Have Nothing to Say.....

I yearn to write daily; I long to sit down and type up a blog entry every single day. I do. Really.

My typical style is to take something from my past, or something I noticed at some point in the past, and then try to attach it to something… Read full post »

FEBRUARY 3, 2012 8:16AM

Rewriting History with Photographs

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I love to go to antique stores, especially the ones in the downtown of a smaller city where all the items are piled on top of one another and the walkways through the store are like narrow paths forged by explorers trying to find their way to… Read full post »

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JANUARY 30, 2012 11:45PM

Why I Hate Bars

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In first grade, my teacher went around the room and asked every student to recite his/her address and phone. My class had 12 kids in it; it was the only first grade class in the entire school. 3 of the 12 were my cousins. Up and down… Read full post »