Author: Herb
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Arthritis?
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A man who smelled like a distillery flopped on a subway seat next to a priest. The man’s tie was stained, his face was plastered with red lipstick, and a half-empty bottle of gin was sticking out of his torn coat pocket. He opened his newspaper and began reading. After…
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Mom's Poster
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As I was strolling along through the archives, in a blogging folder from 2005, I found a file titled, “Mom’s Poster.” Neither one of us remembers the exact circumstances that caused it, but the message is pretty clear. I think it was posted on the refrigerator at the time. Tab…
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Anagrams
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Going through the archives is kind of a history lesson sometimes. This is from an email from 1999. Still a good one, though. An anagram is a word or phrase made by or rearranging the letters of another word or phrase. The following are exceptionally clever. Someone out there either…
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GiveThanksing Day Memories
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Having had a big houseful of people here today made it hard to find time for writing but was also inspiring for finishing this entry. I read the Thanksgiving poem over at Life Lessons From Around the Dinner Table and had a memory from a long time ago. It’s not…
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Working, Working
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I have an entry started, which you will see tomorrow, about some memory images of my childhood. It’s 1,100 words long so far but with working today and prepping for the holiday and it being 11:59, today you get this. Sorry.
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WWJD
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A man walked into a gift shop that sold religious items. Near the cash register he saw a display of caps with WWJD printed on all of them. He was puzzled over what the letters could mean, so he asked the clerk. The clerk replied that the letters stood for…
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Grandma Fell
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Every year Our church has a giant potluck dinner around Thanksgiving called the Harvest Feast. It’s a great get-together with skits and songs and food, food, food. When we first got here thirty years ago they used to have it at a fancy restaurant every year until Brother Johnson discovered…
