By Booker B on
11/24/2009 6:24 PM
No, this ain't about no trigger finger. It's about grownups with the background to know better getting all giddly like scouts at a slumber party over the prospects of working evenings, weekends, Sundays at 6am, etc. to do stuff that could be planned in saner ways.
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By Booker B on
11/12/2009 6:15 PM
Lookee the present my sweetheart sent me for my birthday today!!! I turned 52 in a very happy way.
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By Booker B on
11/12/2009 6:12 PM
Morning found this happy scene down the block from my house. Apparently it got a little wild out last evening here in the 'hood.
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By Booker B on
11/9/2009 7:20 PM
That's the pigeon hole where you'll find me, should you care to look.
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By Booker B on
11/2/2009 7:59 AM
Allegedly extraterrestrial aliens possess intelligence superior to humans. Despite their advanced intellect they always lose when gambling. By the time they get picked up for the ride home, they're always broke and depressed.
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By Booker B on
10/30/2009 4:03 PM
The dive downward into the murk started out as a bolt for freedom, but elation rapidly faded as the water quality degraded and light dimmed with every inch of travel. Soap was the dominant theme of the stagnant soup, along with bleach that seared delicate gills with every breath. But strength had returned with air once again an option, and the fish drove with increasing power through the murk, hoping for fresh water.
Distance brought no trace of change, nor any current at all, which was even more weird. The mystery was solved . . .
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By Booker B on
10/28/2009 12:33 PM
Monday it was 97 degrees out and we were groaning that the car's a/c unit was slow to get going after lunch. One short plane ride and a quick nap later, and this is the scene out the office window. I should probably be all friggin' upset and cranky, but somehow I'm not. Things are damn fine, regardless of the weather, and not just because the bosstypes sent us home at noon and may well tell us to stay home tomorrow if the snow piles up to the 1'+ that's forecast.
Fwiw, that's the Denver Police Mounted Patrol stables, with the interior of my workplace reflected all ghostlike in the window.
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By Booker B on
10/18/2009 8:31 AM
[Resurfaces, looks around] OK, what's been going on?
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By Booker B on
10/9/2009 8:22 AM
The complex had many small, outdoor hot tubs dotted about the place for use by the residents, one of them along a second-floor walkway a few steps from Ivy's back door. This pleased me a great deal.
Back in the party, Dawn and I chatted amiably and shared a grilled cheese sandwich. . . .
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By Booker B on
10/7/2009 7:37 PM
It's Venn Diagram time!!
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