Tag Archives: Metaphors for My Existence

What the Hell Is It, Anyway?

Posted on July 31, 2011 by buffy

Every now and then she goes experimental.  Lately she’s gotten a blender and, at first, I think, excellent, she’ll be grinding up my Flavor Blasted Xtra Cheddar Goldfish Crackers (it gets deafening in my head when I chew each one … Continue reading →

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And I Never Would Have Found Out Bigger Greenies Existed if John Hadn’t Sent a Care Package

Posted on July 7, 2011 by buffy

BLANK BLANK BLANK BLANK BLANK BLANK BLANK   The salad is now spectacular.            And my spa is days away. On the crap side of the ledger, I had a sprinting indiscretion yesterday afternoon so am … Continue reading →

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What’s Wrong with this Picture?

Posted on June 27, 2011 by buffy

                The small blue pot, mostly out of frame in the lower left?  One of my salad pots.  In it?  Nothing.  Some middling-tasting soil.  Ditto the other one.    Notice any completed plumbing for my temperature-controlled baths on … Continue reading →

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Somebody Send a Clue

Posted on May 20, 2011 by buffy

I disembark in the walkies area.  He is not twenty feet away, blithely rolling acorns around or whatever the hell they do.  I point this out with appropriate urgency.  She continues mucking about with bionic leg.  It is endless.  I … Continue reading →

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