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things i wish i had said, part 71

You and I have memories Longer than the road That stretches out ahead — the evil paul mccartney Advertisements

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The Dancing Bananas, part 1

Back in a previous incarnation, Char and I were a vaudeville act, a largely overlooked duo playing the Milwaukee circuit for cheap beer and free Packers tickets. So the formation of The Dancing Bananas should come as no surprise. I … Continue reading

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just a few more miles

Just a few more miles, you tell yourself. You can do it. How did you get here? It was such a beautiful day. Miles flying by, the sun setting over the mountains.  That feeling you could do this forever. Running … Continue reading

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Walking

We’re out for a walk. Left foot, right foot. Repeat as necessary. We’re hanging out for the week while June is at a conference. It’s a good visit, that sort of stay with no agenda, no expectations. Beer and M&Ms … Continue reading

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willie, fiona and me

What i need is a good defense ‘Cause I’m feeling like a criminal — the prophet fiona apple — My life is flashing before my eyes. It’s one of those budget kung-fu movies, roughly translated into English where the dialogue … Continue reading

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brothers, part 5

“Come outside! There’s music!” Rick has poked his head through the door to lure me out. I am skeptical. There’s a muddy dog waiting to pounce, and I’m doubtful of the prospects of a concert. But Older Brother Subservience kicks … Continue reading

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brothers, part 4

Enjoy every sandwich, the prophet Zevon said.  I think that applies to walks, too.  These guys. 

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