Whisky Prajer

“he”/“him” A Canadian Prairie Mennonite from the '70s & '80s, a Preacher’s Kid, slowly recovering from a hemorrhagic stroke. I am not — yet — in a 12-Step Program.

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Tuesday, September 27, 2005

The "Life" of an Army Wife

In a word, heartbreaking .

It's a shame he didn't make it to 86...

KAOS agent: Look, I'm a sportsman - I'll let you choose the way you die. Maxwell Smart: Alright, how about old age? You got it! D...

Re-convening with the Monks of Autumn

Unless something momentous springs to mind and simply has to be expressed, this is likely to be my only posting this week. On Friday I...

Sunday, September 25, 2005

DaVinci Code Diet

I'm just disappointed The Onion didn't get here first.

Friday, September 23, 2005

What a glorious time to be free....

I climbed behind the wheel of my car, shut the door, got the thing rolling and drove off at a nice, slow pace. My friend had borrowed the c...

Thursday, September 22, 2005

Tijuana Straits by Kem Nunn: The Sound of One Fan Squawking

The sun was climbing fast by the time he reached the Sea View, heating up the streets, and the machinery of the town was heating up as well,...

Tuesday, September 20, 2005

Bad Jeans = Bad Posture

For as long as I can remember, the belt on my jeans has rested on the top of my hipbones. I must be the "average build" that jean...

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