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Story Problems

In which I am feeling a little overwhelmed by life, and I have the numbers to prove it.

In which I am feeling a little overwhelmed by life, and I have the numbers to prove it.

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Robbed!

In which my mind plays tricks on me.

In which my mind plays tricks on me.

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unWired

In which we attend a very Liberal election party, but I feel lost because I do not have a wireless internet connection with which to follow the results. In which I ponder the 36-year cycle of divisive Presidential elections.

In which we attend a very Liberal election party, but I feel lost because I do not have a wireless internet connection with which to follow the results. In which I ponder the 36-year cycle of divisive Presidential elections.

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Trick or Treat

In which I overcome my distaste for costumes to actually win a costume contest!

In which I overcome my distaste for costumes to actually win a costume contest!

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The Velvet Ribbon

In which I share the mp3 for The Velvet Ribbon, one of my favorite spooky stories. Happy Halloween!

In which I share the mp3 for The Velvet Ribbon, one of my favorite spooky stories. Happy Halloween!

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The Shape of Things

In which the Custom Box gang is loads of fun. In which Tony can’t drive. In which an old tree comes down. In which Nick contemplates the shape of the Universe.

In which the Custom Box gang is loads of fun. In which Tony can’t drive. In which an old tree comes down. In which Nick contemplates the shape of the Universe.

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Only Joking

In which I tell some of my favorite jokes, and you tell some of yours.

In which I tell some of my favorite jokes, and you tell some of yours.

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Steller’s Jay

In which Kris and I are becoming birdwartchers — we love the Steller’s Jays.

In which Kris and I are becoming birdwartchers — we love the Steller’s Jays.

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Chilly

In which my inner core is cold.

In which my inner core is cold.

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Unwelcome Visitors

In which I compose an ode to the skunk who lives under my office.

In which I compose an ode to the skunk who lives under my office.

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