September 24, 2005
I almost began this post, I needn’t have worried, but that wouldn’t have been true. Rita was a big storm, and for a while, much of my family was directly in her path. Never mind that I am, when all is said and done, my mother’s daughter, and am therefore genetically prone to worrying. Katrina [...]
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September 23, 2005
I usually maintain that people swear either because they lack verbal imagination or because they are unable to verbally articulate their feelings. As I drove to work this morning, I was apparently suffering from a severe lack of verbal imagination. I think I had a pretty good handle on my feelings.
Last night, I waited for [...]
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