5/29/12
A Story By The Children
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Often times my daughter comes up to me and asks me what I am writing. Then before I can answer she starts pushing buttons and then runs a...
5/25/12
I know Kung Fu
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That used to be my table. I want to say that the children did this. It would be an easy lie to tell. Perhaps if it was our dinner table...
5/20/12
Hossman VS. Life
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Add caption Our couch is 11 years old. It's a greenish color, or it used to be. The cushions are crushed down a bit in the back bu...
5/16/12
Past, Present, and Future
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"Turn right here!" Hossmom screamed. Wine glasses cracked in the distance. "Get your finger out of my face!" I repl...
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5/14/12
Once Upon a Time, My son hit me in the Junk
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Garage sales, the national past time of suburban America. You want someone else's junk? Then go to garage sales. Every man's ju...
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5/9/12
The Pan That Is Our Marriage
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The pan is sitting on the back of the stove. It has been there for almost two days. It just sits there, being a pan and yet, being so mu...
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5/7/12
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Take a strong look at the picture. That puckish looking thing was my lunch. I find that the mystery of it to be part of it's allure,...
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