Category Archives: Events

Welcome All! We’re Serving Pity Turducken, This Year!

“How did that happen!?”Asked my sister And rather more pointedly  “Why are you spending Christmas with her!” from my girlfriend. By the context and the gratuitous use of exclamation marks you may well have already surmised that the personal pronoun … Continue reading

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Herb, Les, Opus and Me

I work in an industry that is dominated by women and I’m in sales and marketing.  As a consequence, I interact with women on a professional basis all the time. Last week was not atypical, when I was running an … Continue reading

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Arggh, Sigh, Whew. Repeat.

The Leaver took my son out to a movie so my soon to be eleven year old daughter and I sit over coffee and tea at the local cafe. Occasionally, rarely, parenting genius strikes.  Take note, Bill Cosby (or whoever … Continue reading

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Communication, Intent and Loose Wings

My stomach is churning, palms sweaty. I try to not look. And then I make myself look so that I don’t feel so cowardly. It is my dining room table.  I’m talking to my wife. We are talking civilly.  It … Continue reading

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In Our Bedroom After the War

Wake up! Say good morning to that sleepy person lying next to you If there’s no one there, then there’s no one there, but at least the war is over             Stars, from “In Our … Continue reading

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Fallacies; Pathetic or Otherwise

Chilly, rainy.  And the Leaver gathered things to take them to her new home.  Pathetic fallacy, is what we called it in high school English class.                  Well it was pathetic fallacy for the Leaver and the Leavee.  The kids went to … Continue reading

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Sonnet XVI from Modern Love

By George Meredith  (1829 – 1909) At dinner, she is hostess, I am host. Went the feast ever cheerfuller? She keeps The Topic over intellectual deeps In buoyancy afloat. They see no ghost. With sparkling surface-eyes we ply the ball: It … Continue reading

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