I don’t like to drink water.  It’s so… blah.
Durwood routinely stands at our kitchen sink to draw a large glass of filtered water for himself.  He ceremoniously ingests the contents of his glass with such pomp and circumstance, you would think he were partaking in the nectar of the gods.  I just don’t see the [...]

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Several hundred years working in the bar business has supplied my mental library with volumes of fascinating tales.  Viewing human behavior from behind the bar affords many opportunities to witness a full spectrum of individual approaches toward this wonderful life.  Subjects who partake in the practice of alcohol consumption can be particularly interesting.
Among the scrolls [...]

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Durwood likes to throw stuff away.  Everything in our home is subject to scrutiny, and any object that poses the slightest question toward usefulness is always in danger of removal.
At this very moment, I could choose any random item in our home, direct Durwood’s attention toward it, and ask, “What about this?”
The odds will always [...]

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I washed my mother-in-law down the shower drain today.  Not all of her, exactly.  There are several aspects of Mother Bean that I admire.  I just allowed some of her opinions of me to go right down the drain.  Recent unnerving opinions got scrubbed out right along with any other influences I’ve been gathering these [...]

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