Archive for August, 2004
Sunday, August 29th, 2004
The proud few of the Cimarron Christian Academy basketball team filed into the small men's bathroom just across the hall from the church sanctuary to change out of our sweaty gym uniforms into our school uniforms. It was crowded, and I hated undressing in front of my peers, so ...
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Sunday, August 29th, 2004
On Friday night I stopped off at Mel's Starlit Diner, the only burger joint in Muncie with any real class. Apparently a bunch of folks with vintage cars like to turn it into an impromptu car show, complete with a DJ and a contest to win a "Hemi-powered Red ...
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Friday, August 27th, 2004
Every day I see hurting people. They are dangerously close to me. First of all, I am hurt. Be honest with me, reader, and think about how you are hurt; because you are.
My family has discovered the bloggosphere, and we are using it to uncover ourselves before ...
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Tuesday, August 24th, 2004
Hello, it's time for me to blog again. Trouble is, I'm too busy for you. With all my swirling priorities (sounds like an annoying banner ad: "nail down the priority for a cheapo prize!"), you got de-proiritized, and fell right off the Things-I-Did list. Not the things ...
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Sunday, August 22nd, 2004
The inset in the lower right is approximately actual size.
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Thursday, August 19th, 2004
You may need to tilt your computer slightly to the right.
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Thursday, August 19th, 2004
Next time we get together for a family reunion, we're going to use our blog names. We've got a big shindig coming this Christmas, and I think, in the interest of throwing off our distant relatives and acting like immature superhero wannabe's, we must hammer home our blog pride ...
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Wednesday, August 18th, 2004
There once was a rabbit named Balsamic who lived long, long ago. He was the most virile rabbit in The Valley of One Hundred Meadows. He had enough strength and energy to rut with all the does of his meadow, and then begin again, without stopping. He would snatch bunches ...
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Tuesday, August 17th, 2004
Click the image to see it full sized...if you dare.
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Tuesday, August 17th, 2004
This tree stands in my backyard.
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