A Lesson in Graciousness

It's Monday. Yesterday, despite having recently been dragged to see both Room and Carol, Paul took me to the glory that is Pride and Prejudice and Zombies. The Carolina Panthers did not win the Superbowl, and I'm nursing a case of chips and Rotel cheese dip, shrimp and cocktail sauce (extra hot), buffalo chicken tenders …

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Houses, Hot Dogs, and the Homeless

 There is a weird juxtaposition to looking for a physical home, with all my weird, well-fed little criticisms, oh, I don't like the crappy cabinets in this house; the green paint in that dining room will simply have to go, and passing out food to folks who wouldn't eat otherwise, in a vacant lot downtown. My …

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