Thanks to the resounding success of my first post(thanks Russ), M has asked me to give you all a regular dose of my own private dementia. And so in the tradition of, yet not quite exactly unlike, Tuesdays with Morrie,I give you Fridays With Joboo. Except that instead of a wise old man, [...]
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An oldie but a goodie. Enjoy. When I was a kid, I really liked fire. Ok, I still do, but as far as the cops are concerned, I never said that. What’s germane to the topic at hand is that I once really liked fire. For the most part, we got along famously. This all very nearly changed when [...] They call me Joboo. Why? I have no idea. I in no way resemble (either physically, mentally, or spiritually) the fake voodoo god from the movie Major League. I don’t drink rum, I don’t smoke, & I’m married so I don’t need any hats for my bat if you know what I mean. I’m OK [...] Living in the Texas Hill Country, the changing leaves and brisk 80-degree afternoons signal a shift in our attentions. The days of weekly(hah!) lawn mowing, lazy summer afternoons watching baseball, weekends at the Gulf coast, and barbecue have given way to the days of raking, football, weekends at kids’ soccer games, and hunting. However, as [...] |
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