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January 02, 2022
Let me take you to noisy town
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Happy new year, Blogbots, all six of you. How are you doing? I hope you are staying safe in this stupid cold season. Yes, cold. Tucson temps...
August 15, 2021
Flying through the night
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Bill rides a bike around the trailer park in the evening and we occasionally cross paths as I'm out walking my route. A few nights ago, ...
June 13, 2021
Chime in when ready
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A wall of heat descended on Southern Arizona, and now we are baking inside an oven. As hot as it is, though, it's not as hot as being i...
November 08, 2017
The chronic malcontent may be a hothouse flower
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My shrimpy maternal parental unit braves the wind, rain, and cold multiple times a day to indulge her nicotine habit. She likes being outsid...
May 16, 2014
Fitna on the condo board
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Today I ate chia seeds and after a wave of dizziness, I felt much better than I did when I posted the last morose post, so yay for chia seed...
March 14, 2014
This time it's ants and dogs... well, one dog
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Last night after blogging, I enjoyed an evening of network TV and congratulated myself that I'd won the ant war that has left the Love S...
August 23, 2013
How to blend in to your neighborhood
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It's pandemonium at the Love Shack. My new neighbor has the bass cranked up on his stereo, same old story, just like the old neighbor. S...
July 24, 2013
Feeling terminally unique
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I can't really dredge up much enthusiasm for this doctoral journey when the pace of it ebbs and flows so much. I'd like more flowing...
May 16, 2013
If nothing else, I can serve as a bad example
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My hero of the week is the guy who expressed his irritation with four of his neighbors by driving a bulldozer through their houses. Rock on...
April 12, 2013
Do what you love and you'll probably starve... or not
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The last time I had an entrepreneurial seizure, it did not go well. That was a long time ago (1981) in a galaxy far far away (Los Angeles). ...
March 31, 2013
Win a few, lose a few
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Good news (at least to some, not sure who exactly, maybe just my mother). I just uploaded the massively wretched tome, the first draft of my...
March 15, 2013
Dueling stereos and the wretched dissertation proposal
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It's war at the Love Shack. Dueling stereos are shaking the woodwork. I'm being pummeled by New Order, bass on high. I don't kno...
February 08, 2013
Ear to the floor
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There's a new noise to complain about at the Love Shack. It's a more or less continuous high-pitched whine, like a blow dryer or a d...
January 25, 2013
Hold the presses: I need to slow my chi down
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Chi? I suppose I should write it as qi. Would you have a clue what I'm talking about? I don't, but apparently I need more houseplant...
January 12, 2013
I really stepped in it this time
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There's nothing like stepping in dog poop to make you appreciate those easily overlooked moments when things are actually going pretty w...
December 03, 2012
Don't try that: Try this!
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Winter is about slogging through. Winter is two steps back for every tiny step forward. Winter is sniffles, frigid feet, fogged spectacles, ...
November 24, 2012
How to be thankful for an annoying neighbor
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Hi, how was your Thanksgiving? Mine was awesome, thanks for asking. As you might expect, I am not a big fan of the holiday season. It's ...
September 22, 2012
The chronic malcontent suffers a bout of misophonia
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Lots of noise in the apartment next door. At first I thought the Love Shack had been invaded by an elephant. I couldn't believe my landl...
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