Fables of the Deconstruction

I am the walrus

When I got to work this morning, I was the only one here.

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Don’t dream it’s over

You may remember I used to love that television show “Lost.” I was amused and delighted by the ways the writers convoluted the story in supposedly meaningful ways, reconfiguring archety

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Dream on

My dreams, when I remember them, are usually pretty bizarre. I’m fighting giant hermit crabs or scorpions.

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As time goes by

Late last year, I saw an article in The Courier-Journal, written by Jeffrey Lee Puckett, lamenting the closing of the Southgate House in Newport, Ky.

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Chances are

Last week, on a day that fails to distinguish itself significantly from any other day in my mind except for its unseasonable warmth (this was, after all, February, please note the proper pronunciat

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Let X = X

One of my friends is very practical. He (or she) bristles whenever somebody says (or, more accurately, repeats that ubiquitous cliché), “It is what it is.”

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To go home

A while back, I heard a song that I wanted to tell you about.

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Fix it

I recently realized that I have spent a significant percentage of my life talking to myself (metaphorically, of course … I’m not crazy!), so I thought I’d take this opportunity,

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The longest night

Christmas always makes me think of zombies. I stopped going to shopping malls years ago, but I started going back, once a year, so my son could have his picture taken with Santa Claus.

Fables of the Deconstruction

Don’t lie to me

I think we may need to do an intervention on my dad.