The Hossman Chronicles
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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Let me explain it this way: I have a college degree and had a job. I quit it on purpose to teach my three minions how to be minions. After 8 years the kids have only broken 1/2 of what we've seen but the other half is on the list.
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