Archive | February, 2020

Aldi finds don’t last forever.

February 27, 2020

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Aldi finds don’t last forever.

I love shopping at Aldi. They have very few items to choose from. You want flour? We have one kind – take it or leave it. You need eggs? We have one kind. They also have delightfully weird items, too, such as their aisle of weekly weird buys. One week it’s pajamas and cookware, the […]

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Bathroom Poetry

February 26, 2020

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Bathroom Poetry

We have a handful of male employees, and all but one have very fine bathroom manners. That one? He leaves the seat up. I have asked him before to go in and put it down, but it is still a habit. This poem is for that one. At eye level, on the wall.

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Dead mouse. Second job.

February 25, 2020

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Dead mouse. Second job.

I do miss the days when I had a tiny camera on my persons at all times. I recognize that a smart phone would have said camera, but I’m sticking to my guns. If I had that camera, I could have shown you the little dead mouse in the parking lot on my way out […]

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Productive, not as much so, disappointing and maddening, stupid but fun, lazy: the weekend report

February 23, 2020

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Productive: Saturday morning started off fairly productive. I made breakfast, finally touched up the spots in the bathroom that needed more paint, then left Lloyd to do his nerd thing while I went to Lincoln. Not as productive: My mistake in Lincoln was getting groceries first, so the cold things started to thaw a bit […]

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Okay

February 20, 2020

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Lauren Hofman Sommerer attended public school in Delta, Colorado, but she managed to turn out ok. She atttended Concordia College in Seward, Nebraska because her brother – a newly-hired admissions counselor – said, “They’ll fire me if you don’t come here.” She took her sweet time (five years) settling on a major and managed to […]

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Outsourcing my post

February 19, 2020

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Lloyd and Sam were supposed to write their biographies for a new book that their childhood church and school is putting together for an anniversary year. They took their sweet time about it, but finally got it done. Sam didn’t know he was providing post fodder: Sam Sommerer, widely considered the most handsome of Theresa […]

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