>Minor Misery, Major Joy

>  A Lovely Cast. Art by Tanya Yorks. Spring, 2008. True Confessions If we meet on the street and you ask say, “How are you?” I’m likely to say, “Just fine, thanks. How are you?” And I’ll smile as I listen as you answer.  And odds are good that I’m lying. Sort of. For seven […]


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Minor Misery, Major Joy

 A Lovely Cast. Art by Tanya Yorks. Spring, 2008. True Confessions If we meet on the street and you ask say, “How are you?” I’m likely to say, “Just fine, thanks. How are you?” And I’ll smile as I listen as you answer.  And odds are good that I’m lying. Sort of. For seven months […]


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Minor Misery, Major Joy

 A Lovely Cast. Art by Tanya Yorks. Spring, 2008. True Confessions If we meet on the street and you ask say, “How are you?” I’m likely to say, “Just fine, thanks. How are you?” And I’ll smile as I listen as you answer.  And odds are good that I’m lying. Sort of. For seven months […]


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My Soul’s Dirty Underwear

Today’s post is in honor of my friend Nancy Owens Franson, who turns fifty tomorrow, and is looking forward to becoming officially eccentric. Dirty Sky. Mojave Desert. February, 2007. Mom’s Notorious Advice Apparently, somewhere along the way, someone’s mother counseled: Always wear clean underwear. Because you never know when you might be in an accident […]


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>My Soul’s Dirty Underwear

>Today’s post is in honor of my friend Nancy Owens Franson, who turns fifty tomorrow, and is looking forward to becoming officially eccentric. Dirty Sky. Mojave Desert. February, 2007. Mom’s Notorious Advice Apparently, somewhere along the way, someone’s mother counseled: Always wear clean underwear. Because you never know when you might be in an accident […]


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