ImaCrab
I'm on the road to find myself. Although, I had no idea there'd be so much construction.
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- Last night I dreamt I was thin. Then I woke up... and cried. #truestory #ThursdayDowner-- @ImaCrab2 3 months ago
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Monthly Archives: September 2012
My First Date — Slice 2
Before proceeding, please read My First Date – Slice 1! My First Date – Slice 2 It was an accident, OK? Needless to say, my first forays into the incredibly complex and utterly maddening world of inter-gender dynamics were, shall … Continue reading
Posted in At the Crosswalk
Tagged Audio, college, dance party, first dance, first date, French Horn players, smitten, teenage angst, transparency
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My First Date — Slice 1
My First Date – Slice 1 Remember your very first date? How old do you think you were? Most people say somewhere between 13 – 16 years. That’s typical. There are outliers, of course, but in general mid-teens is the … Continue reading
Posted in At the Crosswalk
Tagged Audio, first date, Fonzie, passing notes, Puppy love, Social Ritual, teenage angst, Young love
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Why the whimsy?
Why the Whimsy? And why all “cloak-n-dagger” about your blog? Warning: This post isn’t nearly as entertaining as some of the others might be. I’m kind of getting a little personal here. So if you could really care less because … Continue reading
Apples-n-Pears
Apples-n-Pears Like many of you, I work long hours. Sometimes late into the evening, or night, or morning. To me, a “lunch hour” is a prehistoric unit of time. And because I often work through what would be a mealtime … Continue reading
Posted in Gum on my shoe
Tagged apples, Audio, Christmas, dried apples, dried fruit, dried pears, harvesting pears, organic, pears, picking pears
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Lookin’ for Roots — P2
Before proceeding, please read Lookin’ for Roots – P1! Lookin’ for Roots – Part Deux OK. Maybe, just maybe, I might have phrased it slightly differently; but the sentiment is the same. I am standing in the middle of what … Continue reading
Posted in Crossroads
Tagged Audio, chivalry, foreign accents, genealogy, peanut butter fudge, postal strikes, Selfless Acts, Sheep, travel experiences, Wet sheep
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Lookin’ for Roots — P1
Lookin’ for Roots-Part Un A weathered sign floated by the window as the train groaned to a stop. This is it: My stop. I swung the 50 pound duffle onto my right shoulder, clocking the old gentleman who’d been dozing … Continue reading
Posted in Crossroads
Tagged Audio, Country-side, Europe, genealogy, Sheep, Train, travel experiences, Wet sheep
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