Tag: nifty fifty
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October 18, 2008 11:26 AM EDT --
I have a thought to consider to all the people who ask would a loving God allow so many bad things to happen. I love my children, but if they were doing things that were illegal and against . . .
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October 18, 2008 05:33 PM EDT --
I love my PDA. It has no BSODs and no EULAs. It has handwriting recognition software - me. If I lose it, a new stylus costs me fifty cents from the corner store.
The kids snicker at me, while waiting . . .
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October 17, 2008 11:51 AM EDT --
Amelia agonized about Anson. Amelia adored Anson, absolutely. Anson, artfully aware about Amelia, adroitly avoided Amelia's acquaintance. Amelia altered appearance and attracted . . .
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October 28, 2008 01:04 AM EDT --
As I crossed
The sands of time
I felt alone
Losing my mind
When in the distance
What . . .
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October 31, 2008 04:49 AM EDT --
Dear God,
My daddy is praying for John McCain to win this election because he is also John and my mom, for the handsome Obama. Nobody cares for my puppy to win the Halloween costume . . .
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October 21, 2008 07:38 PM EDT --
Why did my friend move away
I'm alone now . . .
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October 24, 2008 12:10 PM EDT --
They'd found each other at last. After days alone in the hot desert sun, Elizabeth began to hope that they might be rescued. The mere sight of Robert walking toward her buoyed . . .
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November 21, 2008 01:54 PM EST --
The Premonition
The gates are open wide
daring me
taunting me
I dream of
far away places
I smile
hiding my impatience
I know
deep within my soul . . .
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December 14, 2008 01:37 AM EST --
Wet all the way through
Shoes no longer new
No where to go but down
He can't help but frown
Should never have come downtown
Too wet to roam
His overcoat left at home
Forgot his umbrella . . .
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October 17, 2008 12:25 PM EDT --
He does look quite intimidating, the darn pointy thing! I haven't done this like in ages, and now he expects me to grab his wooden behind and just do magic... And no backspace to undo my scribbling. . . .
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October 17, 2008 02:33 PM EDT --
Dear Diary,
Today Alex touched me. Twice. He stumbled and grabbed on to my arm. My notebooks fell, though. He said "I'm sorry, Chris!" and he picked up my stuff. And then he touched . . .
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October 17, 2008 06:43 PM EDT --
Why would a writer still be tantalized by the sight, the scent of a new notebook or journal in this digital age? It seems many of us still want to write on a chunk of real paper, hold a . . .
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October 18, 2008 03:54 PM EDT --
I lost a patient today unexpectedly. He was a charming man with mental retardation. I am numb. It still seems unreal. Life is so short and we all take it for granted. We are not promised another . . .
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October 20, 2008 06:40 PM EDT --
The sky's looking funny
though it is sunny
not shades of blue
A . . .
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October 20, 2008 06:35 PM EDT --
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Blue-ribbon cat fights ensue. They all yearn to be rendered most enamored. I watch intently; what's it like to be one of them? A life of TV screens, pop music, shopping malls, and DiCaprio's . . .
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October 28, 2008 12:26 PM EDT --
My footsteps breaking the sand I walked
And came across another path
Feet like mine I walked with them
But the path wasn't mine
I stepped off the line of footsteps
Walking firmly and not . . .
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May 18, 2009 01:11 PM EDT --
There once was a young Indian beauty
Who became an American cutie
She inspired me to dabble
In art and in drabble
This tribute is my pleasure and duty
Happy Gatherversary . . .
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October 17, 2008 11:50 PM EDT --
Each day, a clean, blank page awaits. My pencil works quickly, filling the lines with details of my life - my deeds, thoughts, feelings, mistakes, triumphs and sorrows.
When I feel dissatisfied . . .
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October 20, 2008 04:36 PM EDT --
It's a pen, it's a page, now, it's a book, it is Super Writer. Fast and furious she scribbles word to paper. There is no stopping, no primping. There is no priming, no . . .
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November 07, 2008 04:08 PM EST --
"Spirit, you say?"
He nodded. "I need to show more company spirit. What does that mean?"
"Enough to see you out the door, apparently."
"Whatever. The place . . .
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