Tag Archives: happily ever after

In my defense, they’re HEATH Klondike bars

I spend a lot of time wondering how I got so lucky as to marry this person. And why the heck she still puts up with me after 17 years. What is it that makes two people perfect for each … Continue reading

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life is funny, part 385

I would carry you on my shoulders Across the muddy river Texas feels like Mexico She reminds me of my mother — the prophet Alejandro Escovedo Char gives me her prescriptions. She’s almost 90 and has a fracture in her … Continue reading

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once upon an elevator

We’re riding the elevator down to the little art museum. I have whacked out my knee (a technical medical term) on the morning run, and taking the stairs down is out of the question. We have been here many times, … Continue reading

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life is funny, part 384

It was a pretty great love story. OK, the movie was already well underway by the time I got there. The popcorn line was long, and it took me a long time to find the right person to go to … Continue reading

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it’s all downhill from here

we’re on i-17, flying down the screamer downhill from flagstaff. i push down on the brake. And Nothing Happens. it’s been uneventful up to this point. day trip to flag. pizza, hike on the buffalo, coffee. i’m listening to marie … Continue reading

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the last time i saw richard

Closing time unplug them people and send them home It’s closing time — the prophet lyle lovett For someone who prides himself on his pessimism, I’ve been way too hopeful about the track. I’ve been going there and running the … Continue reading

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life is funny, part 383

Well I’m a standin’ on a corner in Winslow, Arizona Such a fine sight to see It’s a girl my lord in a flatbed Ford slowin’ down to take a look at me. Except, of course, I’m in Scottsdale, Arizona. … Continue reading

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