According to Trish

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  • Random thoughts for a Sunday morning

    Things I’m thinking about this morning … Time Three hundred and sixty-six days ago all of my belongings were brought to this house. That night, six of us slept under the same roof of a house we called “ours” for for the first time. Three hundred and sixty-fix days ago, Joe’s belongings were brought to…

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  • Don’t give people magical powers

    Just a quick bloggity today … There’s this pretty famous blogger I read on a semi-regular basis. Best I can tell, he’s gained and lost a bunch of impressive jobs …. he’s gained a lost a couple of fortunes … people pay him gobs of money for his consultation on various things. This guy is magnetic.…

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  • Cool stuff I found out about Prince

    You guys. Prince. Shit. What can I say that a million people haven’t already said? Well, I guess I could say this (which is what I posted on Facebook the other day): I mean zero disrespect when I say this, but I hope we find out that Prince died with a peacock up his butt…

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  • My Super Weird Obsession That is Coming to a Sad End

    This post is weird and embarrassing. But so be it. My brain does this thing where every now and then it gets stuck on something. Usually it’s something random that has nothing to do with my life. But next I thing I know, I suddenly go all Civil War Re-enactory on it and I  find myself researching it…

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  • The Death of My Writing Career

    Once, years ago when I was married, we found mouse poop in the garage. We put out some traps and Voila! one day, one of the traps did its thing. Sort of. While it did, indeed, trap the mouse, it did not kill it. So the top half of the mouse was writhing around while…

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  • Hope Springs Eternal — And Also, Out of My Neighbors’ Yard

    Ever notice how water generally has little regard for the plans of people? The creek that carves a gash across our property clearly has no concern that it doesn’t belong in the middle of a suburban yard. The chasm it creates is deep and unruly, making any hope of achieving a regular-looking lawn impossible. But the creek just goes about…

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