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Thursday, April 9, 2020

Isolation (a haiku)

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ISOLATION Read 'til I'm sleepy, nap 'til I'm not. The violet keeps silent vigil. C.G. Wagner April 7, 202...
Friday, February 28, 2020

Arts Therapy 2020

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Never mind it's been November in my soul since the end of August, with last year's retirement begetting a seemingly endless march of...
Friday, December 27, 2019

Books of 2019 (reading list)

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A goal for this year was to keep better track of the books I read, and cataloguing my library (600+) unearthed a few gems. This is roughly i...
Tuesday, December 24, 2019

How Now, Voyager? Or, Saving Dr. Jaquith

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A Further Adventure of Clarence the Wonderful Life Angel As has happened to the best of films and the worst of films, perfectly good scen...
Tuesday, November 5, 2019

Detecting Art

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With enough time on my hands (and apparently I have) I could easily spend two days "researching" the art work used as set decorati...
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Thursday, September 12, 2019

Sketchbook Poems

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Despite my mother's declaration that I "always was an artist," my attempts to draw have always been disappointing. I'd tak...
Thursday, August 1, 2019

Hat Tip

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It might have been Tolstoy, or perhaps P.G. Wodehouse's brainy Jeeves, who remarked to the effect that possessions are oppressive. I...
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hosaa
HOSAA = (rhymes with mimosa) his/her own self, and all. Or, in Pashto, "comfortable, resting."
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