As I write this, it’s December 1, 2012. It’s my half birthday. That’s right people. Today, I turn 44 1/2. So far, the TharpSter Mom has been the only one to wish me...
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LFTP: My Favorites
In November, 2011, I published 9 posts. I had written 6 of them. The remaining 3 were written by 2 guest bloggers. One of those posts tends to get hits around here on a...
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LFTP: Crowd Favorites
Ladies and gentlemen, have you ever tried to recall a joke and all of its details as you were telling it to a group of people? The first time you ever heard the...
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And It Practically Ends With This
Editors note: Today’s foray into verbal brilliance for an otherwise dull internet will be the last, plain Jane, no frills, middle of the road installment of Letters From The Past. The remaining three posts...
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LFTP: The Missing Days
Well ladies and gentlemen, the website here experienced some downtime in the middle of the month. By the time the crack technical support staff was able to get it back up and running, five...
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The Barricade Of Sunglasses
Ok I tend to pick on him here a lot on the internet, but I’m going to take this opportunity to throw a prop to my brother. Many years ago when we were...
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It Makes Me Wonder
Whether you’re aware of it or not, ladies and gentlemen, I have a pretty darn good memory for recalling some of the most innocuous and insignificant events that have taken place over the course...
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Christmas Day
Well ladies and gentlemen, it’s Christmas. We’ve made it past the Mayan Apocalypse. At the same time we have another apocalypse looming around the corner as we start to fully realize the horrific...
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Regarding Star Trek
I sit here on a Saturday afternoon in anticipation of consuming some leftover chicken enchiladas while I watch the SyFy channel marathon of Star Trek movies. Within a matter of minutes, the first...
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Doggie Devotion
There’s an unspoken rule around the domain here which dictates agape-like devotion on behalf of the canine contingent (my dogs) back toward their master (me, for all tents and porpoises) under two particular circumstances....
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