Of enormous pills and learning grace

12 July, 2019
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The Fink waxes philosophic. Consider my daily dose of Carafate. Those nasty things are tall as a quarter, and if you break them in half, they become still-enormous pills, but they now have sharp edges (and I’ve tried the crushing …

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Stuff I miss

5 April, 2015
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It’s Easter Sunday, and this heathen will go to┬áconfession for a moment. First, some history: I was raised in a Baptist home. We went to church every Sunday morning, Sunday evening, and once midweek for as long as I can …

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Truth

2 April, 2013
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A body on vacation tends to want to stay on vacation. The depth of your feelings of dread about an upcoming thing does nothing to thwart its eventual occurrence, so there’s no use in dreading, ja? I’ve been dreading all …

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TTI V

6 December, 2010
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OK, True Confessions time. And this one’s going to be unpopular. I think Christmas cards are mostly a waste of time, postage, paper, energy and space. Now before you put me in the stocks and chop off my hands, or …

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TTI IV

1 September, 2010
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Sometimes, you’re just grumpy. But I say that’s all right, because I have a theory (and because I am feeling a mite tetchy this morning meself). It’s the yin-and-yang thing. Balance. The black with the white; the rain with the …

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