Monthly Archives: August 2015

DUDE! WHAT’S UP WITH OUR DATE? (CRICKETS) DID YOU DIE?

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guy on text machine

Last week I yanked myself off all online dating sites. For now.

I even deleted the Tinder app.

I need a break. I just can’t seem to get past “go” with these guys.

After coming out of a 22 year marriage, I got really excited about dating again. To prepare to get back in the game, I watched reruns of Sex and the City over and over and over.  I mean, I could probably recite every episode if I had a gun put to my head – those girls were teachin’ me things. I know. It’s a little embarrassing, right? – That I did that. But it’s true. I watched and studied those girls, and I thought this would be easy.

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THE KIDS GOT ME DRUNK AND MADE ME SMOKE

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The Kids

SATURDAY I PARTIED WITH “THE KIDS!” – THE END.

Just kidding! About the “-The End” part, I mean.

For purposes of this story, I’m referring to, specifically, “The Kids” ages 21 to 29 years. The untamed. The energetic. The romantically idealistic ones – sprinkled with just a bit of cynicism and barely crumbs of fear.

Oh…Just, basically, the ones who drink a lot of beer and can buy it for themselves.

Just so we’re clear.

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PERILS OF THIS WRITER’S SELF-DIAGNOSED ADHD – A CREATIVE MESS

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Creative Mess

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There’s really not much to read here.

But, wait, don’t go yet!

It’s just that I can’t write. Yep! This week and last week, actually.

Yeah…well… my hands are sore, my computer is slow and now my ergonomically correct wireless keyboard and mouse aren’t working. Yes, I did change the batteries.

But that’s not why.

It’s my brain.

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