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Snowbound

It was quite the adventure to get from Portland to California when we went to visit my family for Christmas. Needless to say, if you’ve been watching the news, Portland has been snowbound in the weeks leading up to Christmas. Another thing that you need to know about Portlanders, is that we don’t deal too [...]

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On Deleting Typepad

Maybe I should do a chart, a layered graph that somehow illustrates via very clear lines, the direct correlation between my blogging, writing and my life. A year or two ago, I even wrote an entire post positing that there is a direct inverse relationship between the happiness that someone has and the artistic output [...]

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A passing resemblance

A passing resemblance Originally uploaded by lightsoutfilms. I laughed when I saw the original picture, and I laughed when I put the photoshop together. Now I’m laughing as I’m posting it here.

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On Vox: dream: spider

Last night’s dream was a strange one. My wife and I entered a Gothic chamber, something out of the Haunted Mansion at Disneyland. We were going to see a live audioanimatronic performance of a magician, flourishing cards and bursting out of the wall. Then it came. Breaking through a large window, the spider attacked with [...]

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Writing again?

Any time I see some kind of new doo-dad or notepad, I partake in a flurry of activity to fill the first few sections and then leave it to age on a shelf…. It’s a word processor meant for school children, but like the moleskine (which I still use, surprisingly enough) has something of a geek-chic resurgence among the writing set. People call it “distraction free” writing.

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naughty

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Dogs and Kids

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FIGHT!

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On Vox: Good Spam

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Dog Names

Inspired by some other posts, here I compile all the aliases of our dog, Chloe…. And in comparison to others, I’ve noticed that ours are of the descriptive variety, instead of the sing-songy rhyming variety.

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