Conversational Gambits And Gambles

As most bizarre conversations in our house begin, it started with an offhanded comment. “I love this one!” I said to my husband, as the Kia Soul “œBlack Sheep” commercial with the rapping hamsters started. He nodded. He knows I’ve always loved singing, rapping, dancing animals. He studied our cats and mused that we might…
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Same As It Ever Was?

I went to the public health office for my flu shot the other day. It is in a large county-owned building, the mother ship for all county services, from financial assistance and food stamps to alcohol or drug abuse counseling. It was busy when I arrived, with several children and mothers waiting for flu shots,…
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Football Again!

I just thought of the perfect analogy for Randy Moss’ ill-fated second term with the Minnesota Vikings: a bad breakup/makeup. It goes something like this: You had a bad break-up. You haven’t seen your ex in a few years, but you’ve heard from mutual friends that he seems to have matured, mellowed, and is not…
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A Football Rant

Sunday night’s Packer/Viking game was almost everything I love about watching football: exciting, edge-of-my-seat action, opportunities to holler at the television, and a chance to indulge in a little righteous indignation at some of the referee’s calls. What was the game lacking for me? I’ll spell it out: R-E-S-P-E-C-T. I didn’t like how the Packer…
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Answering The Call, I Guess

In a fit of patriotic guilt, I agreed to campaign for a local senator on Saturday. I have met him at a few of his local listening sessions, found him to be a good person, interested in his constituents, and sympathetic to our needs, which is pretty much what I want in a representative. Still,…
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