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The wrong god

From the vantage point of the Sky Bar on our mega cruise ship, we looked out over the baking bodies lounging by the pool and spotted what we nicknamed The Real Housewives of Miami – social Xrays with leather tanned hides wearing gold Rolexes that sported diamond bevels, a diamond infinity pendant, the right shade of red toenail polish, and perfect French manicures. They were lusting through magazines ripping out tear sheets of merchandise to…

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Scenes from a cruise

I could rant for days about the excessive amount of food eaten on this cruise, or the crowds at the pools and jacuzzis, or the entertainment by the Sea Group (read: c group as in best of the worst ice skaters, musicians, dancers) but like all things painful, you forget, and what stays in your head were the best parts. To me those were the sunrises and sunsets seen from the wide open sea. Sunrise…

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Quiet lives of desperation

I did the unthinkable and went on a cruise. The venue was forced by my austere budget constraints coupled with my desire to take a break and spend time with a friend. I think that all of my reservations about taking a cruise were confirmed and perhaps amplified, but like all things in life the experiences shared with a friend made all of them resonate with laughter and memories. When I say cruise do you…

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The World is Too Much With Us

The world is too much with us; late and soon, Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers; Little we see in Nature that is ours; We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon! This Sea that bares her bosom to the moon, The winds that will be howling at all hours, And are up-gathered now like sleeping flowers, For this, for everything, we are out of tune; It moves us not.–Great God! I’d…

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My life has been a tapestry

I went for a stroll this morning with Loca because both of us had gone to bed early and we were up before the chickens. The bells haven’t been ringing at 6 for some reason or at least we haven’t been hearing them. I was taking Loca alone so I would not have to contend with the drama the two dogs cause together and was running but I found Loca is much calmer when we…

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For the love of a name

People around here are intrigued by the name Tin which is a derivative of Constantin. Similarly, I call Tatjana sometimes Tanja because that is a diminutive in Croatian of her name (pronounced Tonya). But my favorite are the nicknames you can glean from the Obits here in New Orleans – just this week Ernest Joseph “Poncho” died, so did Louise F. “Ace”, Tilman “Toe-Joe” was mourned by his brother Wilfred “Pinkie” and Reginald “Big Reg”…

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