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24 frames too many

Posted on March 23, 2017 by gary

jason isbell: “This is how you make yourself vanish into nothing.”   mo: “oh, you poor thing. whatever.” switches to joni mitchell. who is never whiny at all.   on the bright side, jason isbell turned out to be prophetic.

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who are you now?

Posted on August 9, 2013 by gary

how many times undone can one person be as they’re careening through the facade of their favorite fantasy — the prophet ani difranco

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Mo has finally become a Texan

Posted on June 4, 2013 by gary

me: What was that address? mo: I was just fixin’ to look it up. pause. mo: OH MY GOD I JUST SAID FIXIN’ TO. OH MY GOD. howdy, y’all …

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My deer wife

Posted on May 19, 2013 by gary

Longtime readers will recall that one of our greatest marital rifts came on Mo’s first visit to Texas when she discovered bags of deer corn outside a convenience store in Llano. When I explained that deer hunters use it to … Continue reading →

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Barney and me

Posted on April 11, 2013 by gary

rejoice! rejoice! we  have no choice but to carry on. — the evil stephen stills — You know you’re in a small town when you hit pause on the Garmin while running to sit and watch a cop pulling peeps … Continue reading →

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