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mothballing

Hello, reader.  How are you doing?  I’m in a lot of pain.  My neck and shoulders are in so much pain, maybe I shouldn’t be typing.  But I want to talk with you about mothballing. I used the word mothballing with my good friend yesterday, and they seemed unfamiliar with the term.  They are a… Read More »

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pickles

“Tell me these aren’t the only pickles you bought,” I asked Ming, noticing some bread and butter pickles in the fridge. “No,” he said. “Ah, so you got some dill pickles,” I said. “Yes,” Ming said.  “US pickles.  I looked hard for those.” “Oh crap.  By US pickles, I meant not like Indian pickle,” I… Read More »

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ED

“Yeah, that guy is the ED,” Ming said.  “The executive director.” “Oh,” I said.  “I thought you meant the erectile dysfunction.” We laughed.  Yes, powerful people who perform class in yuck ways, believe in business models, and think they deserve more money than other people destroy my erections, personally. I used to have to pass… Read More »

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words to use instead of crazy

Hello, reader.  How are you doing?  I want to share with you some words to use instead of crazy. My chosen family member friend I talk to every day was polo-ing me.  Marco Polo is our favorite app to communicate with.  Sure we txt like regular modern human beings.  But Marco Polo is an app… Read More »

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service tops redux

Hello, reader.  How’re you?  This is service tops redux. I wrote a post last summer called “the difference between a service top and a service sub.”  That post has received more comments than most of my posts.  So the ideas might be important or provocative to their intended audience. Recently a helpful commenter suggested I… Read More »

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Ming’s blessing

Hello, reader.  How are you doing?  Often I ask Ming to pray for me.  For many years, his prayers were silent.  Then all of a sudden, he prayed for me with words.  Wow–incredible!  Where did that come from?  I want to tell you about Ming’s blessing. Ming’s blessing It was something like this. May you… Read More »

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anti-Zionist

“Hey, honey.  What’s a word for when you’re anti-Zionist?  Is there another word for that?” I asked Ming. We were talking on the phone.  I was filling out a survey for the synagogue that Ming and I are members at.  It was scary to answer some of the questions honestly, but that’s the whole point. … Read More »

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what we call each other

Hey, reader.  How are you doing?  I’ve been thinking about what we call each other.  Wow–I’ve been thinking about that for a long time. mama You know my mom called me Marie.  It was the only thing it made sense for her to call me, real name wise.  If she called me Laura, I was… Read More »

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trespassing

Hello, reader.  How are you?  I was recently writing that post about a ritual I did, praying for the house.  When I got to the word trespassing, I thought it was tresspassing. Then I realized my whole life, I’ve thought of trespassing as passing hair.  Like hair is tresses, and we were passing the hair… Read More »

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what communication is

Hello, how are you, reader?  So much, I’m thinking about community lately.  Ming and I are learning a lot in our home.  We had a zoom dinner with a prospective new housemate, and he asked about how conflict is handled in the house.  It brought up a lot of feelings for me, and I’ve been… Read More »