Monthly Archives: April 2012

Home grown, home cooked

I was going to add “home killed” which is what Bob says when we can incorporate herbs and peppers from the garden with venison, hog, turkey, duck, or fish that he or Bobby brought home.  But that just sounds too … Continue reading

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Selling rummage

Rummage:  A confusion of miscellaneous articles. I don’t do rummage sales.  People who can find bargains at rummage sales are my heroes.  I admire them because I can’t do that.  I buy things that are totally useless and that I will never … Continue reading

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Wisdom to know the difference

I was guilty of being a chaos junky in my active alcoholism and early sobriety.  With a few years sober, I can still pick up the mantle of wacky-doo and lead a charge off the cliff and into the raging river.  … Continue reading

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For the birds

When I got to Bob’s house the other day, there was a tiny baby bird in a plastic container.  Maybe not that tiny since it looked like a midge Phorusrhacos with outsized wings and big clawy feet.  Definitely baby since … Continue reading

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Sheep herding along the Frio

I found a ghost writer, a real one.  While I was picking at threads of family history at ancestry.com, I ran across an interview done with our great uncle by marriage, Jack Patterson.  He was the brother in law of … Continue reading

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Death and taxes and ignorance

I work for an 18 month old construction company, a partnership between Max and Manuel,  2 brothers whose single mother raised them and who have worked together always.  Max’s wife is our office manager.  On a good day, Max’s nickname is … Continue reading

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No shrinkage

A few years ago, I had eaten venison possibly 2-3 times in my life.  I’ve eaten it at least 150 times in the past year.  Really.  In all forms except for weird organ parts.   Last year we bought a meat … Continue reading

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