LOL

The first week I came down to Los Osos was really lonely.  Just me and Hot Lava.  Hot Lava isn’t much of a conversationalist.  I think it was only four days, but for some reason it felt really long.    My evenings were really just a blur of Friday Night…

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Paper Mountain

It’s Day 59 of The Great Move of Two-Thousand and Sixteen.  Those last numbers appear to represent the number of boxes we continue to pack and unpack and repack with our earthly possessions.  As of today, our belongings are in San Jose, in a POD somewhere in the Bay Area,…

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Warning

22 o’ June, 2016 Me Dear Tooth Fairy, ‘Tis been donkey’s years since we saw each other at de Fairy, Leprechaun an’ Human Relations Conference.  ‘ope we cross paths again soon!  Oi wanted ter warn yer aboyt a wee 7-year-auld fella named Jacob, as Ah’ve ‘eard through de shamrocks you’ve been visitin’ ‘imself quite…

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Haircut

This story is a little delayed, but I have a decent excuse, which I’ll get around to sometime soon… here’s a little ditty that gave me a chuckle: It’s mid-May and the boys are both way overdue for a haircut.  We’ve been so wrapped-up with tee-ball and baseball and myriad…

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Dirty Jobs

A few weeks back, Jakey and I were laying in my bed discussing the events of the day.  I’m pretty sure it was the night after we were rescued by the surly black tie movers.  Somehow we start talking about jobs I could never do… “I always thought long-distance truck driver…

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