Posted by Patron Saint of Knives on August 17, 2012 · 1 Comment
Anatomy of a Joke I am nothing if not an observer of human nature. It is not only essential to what I do for a living as Security in a hospital environment, but it is endlessly entertaining. Last year, in a kind of fit of nostalgia I had a red dragon, taken from an old … Continue reading →
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She was an older woman, a little worn around the edges, like an old paperback romance novel sitting in a discount book bin in front of a forgotten bookstore. Her colors were a little faded and her cover was a bit scratched and folded. Maybe, once, there was a passion there, a wild undignified story … Continue reading →
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It was an interesting weekend at the yard sales. The weather was excellent and the people were friendly and engaged. There were literally hundreds of sales going on and the competition was spread a bit thin, which is not so great for the sellers, but can be killer for the buyers. The juncture of good … Continue reading →
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I have always believed that life is full of extraordinary coincidences and small miracles. They surround us in a series of bright moments that mostly pass by unseen and un-noticed, it’s like walking through a forest filled with magic and wonder, while most of the time we only watch the path and the foot prints … Continue reading →
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Mother, in her depth of wisdom taught all of us many things. She taught us never to put the milk carton on the dining room table. She taught us dinner was better by candlelight with family gathered around. We used to call it, coming over for shouting and dessert. Everyone bursting with stories and opinions … Continue reading →
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My Sainted Mother always seemed to be one step ahead of the rest of us. Once, when being interviewed for The Sacramento Bee on her new position as Chairman for the California Arts Council, the reporter asked her what her qualifications were and she replied, “I may not know much about art, but I … Continue reading →
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It was back in the early 90’s and I had just recently returned to Santa Cruz after living 6 years in Japan. So much had changed during my years abroad that it was as if I had returned home, only to find myself still traveling, still adrift in a strange country. One night while visiting … Continue reading →
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As a child… I was awkward in my skin. I was tall and skinny and my imagination was rampant. I dug through bins at the Goodwill with my mother and came up with wild costumes and eccentric devises that filled my closet and fed my dreams. There were antique Swallow Tail coats and collapsible silk top … Continue reading →
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People have Yard Sales for different reasons. Sometimes the news is good, people moving into together and combining households, people moving to someplace warm where their dreams will come true, or just letting go of old stuff… getting a fresh start. Sometimes, of course, the news is not so good. In fact, if you are … Continue reading →
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I wonder sometimes what the essence of a miracle is. Is it something that is so unlikely that the laws of chance define it as miraculous, or is it, by necessity, something of the spirit that lifts us up towards transcendence? The strange thing is that although we live in a culture that seems to … Continue reading →
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