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Long Drive to the Power of Paris
On the weekend, we (Paris and I) had occasion to embark on a journey together through distance and time. It so happened that 'Salina was...
Insomnia-manial Interludes in the Early Morn...
(or, how Jeanie's Machiavellian mind conspires with 2014 to unveil the secret project) Good evening - or rather, should I say, good morn...
There was an old lady...
4.33am, and I awoke to a buzzing sound... Do you know the buzzing sound of insects as you sleep, and the sudden terror you feel when the bu...
Stress-free
You know, up until a week ago, I was completely unphased by this whole "you are going to have a baby" thing. It was going to happ...
Mother Knows Best
or does she? I wrote the following in 2005 - well before I moved to Paradise, before I met V, before Paris was even a twinkle in anyone'...
B-lime-y (otherwise known as the July post)
It has been a while, has it not? I have started new job and it is good - and busy - and full-time, full-on, dive in deep and come up for air...
Because you just know what I am talking about
A friend is having a turning point in her life... Actually, more than one. I know what that is like. Some years it happens all the time. L...
No translation required - I can pig (and babelfish) it...
As you know, I receive spam. A lot. In fact, I have a folder of blog fodder called "spamalot" and one day I will use it. Last ni...
First thing in the morning
As you know, I am an early bird - not always by choice, and sometimes much earlier than would be ideal, but this morning I slept in until 6....
Why did the duck cross the road... or Shoe Part 4 I suppose...)
I would like to announce that the season of Christmas Shopping has officially now launched in Paradise. I know. Early this year. ("Chr...
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