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The Greybeard Chronicles| Christmas, 2011: Too Soon Past

Seven months and counting. That is how long I have been away from home now, working in Mobile, Alabama, doing my thing— or, what passes for “my thing” until I can really do my thing. I came in May and now it is almost January. I would ask where the time went, but a quick […]

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The GreyBeard Chronicles: Choices and the Men Who Make Them

I do not choose this road I take; It chooses me by the choices I make. ~Yours Truly This morning, I woke up thinking about my life. Where I am. What I’m doing. Where I should be. I thought about the difficult correlation between the sovereignty of God and the free will of a man. […]

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The Greybeard Chronicles: The Prince of Thieves in the Land of Venti

Once upon a time (this morning), in a land far, far away (Mobile, Alabama), a handsome young prince – or pauper, if you will (yours truly), journeyed (by pickup) to a dark swamp in a dense forest (Starbucks) where highway robbers lurched in waiting (behind the counter) to pounce on unsuspecting innocents (customers too stupid […]

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Haiku You Do? ( A Random Offering in Verse, Japanese Style)

[picappgallerysingle id=”236773″]Before we begin, let’s get a working definition of a Haiku Poem. Here is the best one I found: A haiku is a non-rhymed verse genre. In Japanese, haiku has five sounds in the first part, seven in the second, and five again in the last part (they count sounds, not strictly syllables, however, […]

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Hip Shots, Vier

¶ OK, Net typists, time for a few observations from the grumpy Gramps: Decide whether “ur” means “your” or “you are” and stick with it. Or, better, just type the extra letters. Take your time and be sure that you’re using “your” and “you’re” appropriately. Understand that “loose” refers to change in your pocket while […]

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Knee-Jerking My Way Through Georgia

Here are some observations from my first week in Georgia: The word “Georgia” has no “r” in it; at least, not if you’re from Georgia. If you eat out and you order “iced tea,” they don’t even bat an eye, just bring you sweet tea, as if there were no other kind. If you order […]

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