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It’s Been Six Months; She Hasn’t Shut Up Once!

Posted on December 26, 2020 by Mike Slickster

Christmas is officially over, so no more Mr. Nice Guy. The title to this tirade, lyrics from a Tubes’ song entitled “Talk To You Later,” is dedicated to the young woman who moved into her mother’s apartment downstairs. Things were … Continue reading →

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Ode To The ’80s

Posted on December 19, 2020 by Mike Slickster

Been feeling under the weather lately. Not that I have COVID-19—I don’t think so—no fever, chills, aching muscles, loss of taste or appetite, but just a common change-of-season cold. Stayed indoors during our first winter storm on Wednesday, went out … Continue reading →

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Happy Holidaze!

Posted on November 28, 2020 by Mike Slickster

Here’s hoping you counted your blessings on Thanksgiving Day, gratified that 2020 is almost over. Not much to be thankful for from this past year, albeit. My short list was topped with being grateful I’m still alive throughout this ongoing … Continue reading →

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The New Normal

Posted on May 3, 2020 by Mike Slickster

Scenes from the Delaware River at Lardner’s Point in Philadelphia, Pa. Got my stimulus check in the mail yesterday. Twelve hundred bucks is a nice chunk of change to use for whatever, but most who received it will be depositing … Continue reading →

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A Holiday Reminiscence

Posted on December 21, 2019 by Mike Slickster

Christmas is just a few days away. Hanukkah starts on Sunday. Reminiscing is a big part of the holiday season. At least it is for me. It cheers me up to think about the good times spent while growing up, … Continue reading →

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Today’s Tirade: Put a Sock in It!

Posted on December 14, 2019 by Mike Slickster

Why do small dogs have such annoying barks? Not only does the shrill of their yapping grind my nerves like someone’s shifting the gears of a standard transmission without applying the clutch, but the sheer intensity of the mongrel’s yipping, … Continue reading →

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It’s That Time of Year Again!

Posted on November 30, 2019 by Mike Slickster

Here’s hoping you had a great Thanksgiving, for those who celebrated. And for those who didn’t, hopefully you had a wonderful week. My boots blew out this morning while getting laced up. I bought the footwear on Amazon in October … Continue reading →

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How Much Do I Love the Internet? Let Me Count the Ways!

Posted on September 28, 2019 by Mike Slickster

Sixty-one days remain until Thanksgiving, eighty-eight ’til Christmas. Ninety-four days are left to 2019, three hundred and ninety-five before the U.S. presidential election. Yikes, let’s not get too far ahead of ourselves. Autumn just started last week. We need to … Continue reading →

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Brushing the Cobwebs

Posted on December 22, 2018 by Mike Slickster

What’s the first Christmas, Hanukkah, Kwanzaa, Festivus, or whatever you celebrate during this time of year, that you can remember? Many such particular events come to my mind from various ages, but the earliest memory for me has to be … Continue reading →

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Crazy Is the New Sane

Posted on October 6, 2018 by Mike Slickster

What a crazy world we’re living in. What are some people thinking? Everyday it’s something else to make a mostly sane individual shake their head in disbelief. A while back, an 18-year-old plunged to his death while taking a selfie … Continue reading →

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Tag Archives: christmas

It’s Been Six Months; She Hasn’t Shut Up Once!

Ode To The ’80s

A Holiday Reminiscence

Today’s Tirade: Put a Sock in It!

It’s That Time of Year Again!

Brushing the Cobwebs

Crazy Is the New Sane

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