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White Doves
Good morrow faithful denizens! Have you ever had your brain get a hold of something a little too strongly? Whether perhaps you’re worried about something, regretting a past action, even as dumb as having a song stuck in your head? It happens to us all. Well, to me anyway. For many years I allowed this… Continue reading
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Mea Culpa
Like the esteemed Peter Benchley before me, I’ve come to regret the disservice I’ve done to the noble shark. His work caused a global explosion of shark killings, mine a minuscule pang of internal regret. Obviously the two are easily comparable. I wrote this just a few moments ago, An Ode To Terror. 1916… Continue reading
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Baby It’s Warm Inside
Good morning fair friends! The arctic circle remains largely inhabitable and other than the occasional caribou mauling everyone seems to be more or less alive. Never corner a caribou, they are extremely talented with a blade. Fear is irrational. This is not news to anyone. For instance, I was relatively confident as a youth that… Continue reading
