Monthly Archives: May 2016

“So He Kills People… So?”

At Bouchercon last year, Lawrence Block told me (and a few hundred other close friends) that he let his late mother read one of the Keller stories, and was a bit concerned by how she might react to the main … Continue reading

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The Traditional Memorial Day Post

Once again, we remember. For Sgt. James Michial Moore, USA, KIA, Vietnam, and those before and after. Archibald MacLeish was an ambulance driver and artilleryman in World War I, and his brother, a naval aviator, was killed in 1918. This poem … Continue reading

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Potpourri: There and Back Edition

Just got home about an hour ago from a run to Lost-in-the-Woods County over the past couple of days. The Spawn and I went to represent Clan Mondo at my nephew’s graduation from Wide Spot In The Road High School … Continue reading

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A Pint for My Father

My dad would have been 73 today. This is a challenging time of year for me — too many anniversaries. Mom’s birthday was 20 April; Dad’s is today. The last time I spoke to them was on their 46th anniversary, … Continue reading

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The Continuing Adventures of Potpourri

So it’s Saturday morning. Mrs. M is off to the sauna, the Hound of the Basketballs is snoozing on the sofa, and the Spawn is claiming her teenager’s right to sleep in. Clearly this calls for some potpourri. *** Alternating … Continue reading

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Alternating Feet

I’ve made no secret of the fact that I’m a fat guy. Of course, that’s obvious to anyone who sees me, but I’ve tried to be honest about it here as well. And now that I’m past the half-century mark, the … Continue reading

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“Snowflakes Wrapped in Cinnamon”

She was never my girlfriend, but that wasn’t my fault. It wasn’t anyone’s, of course. She was the girlfriend of my closest friend at that college, and I envied him and moped for a sizable chunk of that year. Not … Continue reading

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