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THE PLUCKY OBSERVER: April 2014
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In which the opportunity to miss opportunities is, well, something, I guess. Tuesday, April 1, 2014. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Turkish Gov't Cracks Down On Free Press. In the immediate aftermath of the July 15 coup attempt, I had told that it was too early to come to a conclusion about the direction of Turkey's democr. Update: The Playground Is Officially Way Shittier! I didn't think it was possible for the playground at LE's school to get any shittier, but huzzah! Hyperbole and a Half.
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THE PLUCKY OBSERVER: Death, Be Not Loud (Pt. One)
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In which the opportunity to miss opportunities is, well, something, I guess. Friday, October 3, 2014. Death, Be Not Loud (Pt. One). At the very beginning of a J-School 101 class years ago, I learned the most-read parts of a newspaper were the letters to the editor and the obituaries. Totally guilty, I. They're both far more interesting than the usual articles on venality, mayhem, corruption, and greed. Or planning commission meeting stories which, arguably, are pretty much the same thing. Was my fault...
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THE PLUCKY OBSERVER: Solved At Last!
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In which the opportunity to miss opportunities is, well, something, I guess. Tuesday, April 1, 2014. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Turkish Gov't Cracks Down On Free Press. In the immediate aftermath of the July 15 coup attempt, I had told that it was too early to come to a conclusion about the direction of Turkey's democr. Update: The Playground Is Officially Way Shittier! I didn't think it was possible for the playground at LE's school to get any shittier, but huzzah! Hyperbole and a Half.
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THE PLUCKY OBSERVER: On Turning Sixty-seven.
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In which the opportunity to miss opportunities is, well, something, I guess. Tuesday, January 13, 2015. One of the things about becoming older is that it occurs to you that you'll be dying sooner. You think about it less when you turn, say, 35 instead of 55, but still. The thought whispers in your mind, the volume increasing the older you get. We Baby Boomers have been taught that old age is a medical condition that can be treated with medical science. If that's the case, the Affordable Care Act didn...
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THE PLUCKY OBSERVER: My Bucket and Me
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In which the opportunity to miss opportunities is, well, something, I guess. Thursday, June 26, 2014. My Bucket and Me. Yes, it's there. It's been demanding my attention for some time, now, but it's become downright officious lately. In its silver-tongued palaver, it assures me the carriage is just for ourselves. Buying the farm has always been something of an abstraction. But that was before Zynga. Still, brokering had been something to do. Besides, I liked all my clients. And then, this:. Well, let me ...
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THE PLUCKY OBSERVER: October 2014
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In which the opportunity to miss opportunities is, well, something, I guess. Friday, October 3, 2014. Death, Be Not Loud (Pt. One). At the very beginning of a J-School 101 class years ago, I learned the most-read parts of a newspaper were the letters to the editor and the obituaries. Totally guilty, I. They're both far more interesting than the usual articles on venality, mayhem, corruption, and greed. Or planning commission meeting stories which, arguably, are pretty much the same thing. Was my fault...
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THE PLUCKY OBSERVER: Supplicants, Mendicants, Miscreants,and Aspirants
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In which the opportunity to miss opportunities is, well, something, I guess. Thursday, May 22, 2014. Supplicants, Mendicants, Miscreants,and Aspirants. Hello, world. It's been a while, I know. My Muse seems to have abandoned me once again. She does this without warning. You didn't really, did you? She went on to say how it really gave a different "look." Which is to say, I suppose, that no one really ever sits on any of it. I guess you're supposed to just look at it. Am I guilty of venous envy? All my li...
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THE PLUCKY OBSERVER: Gratitude for Veterans: It's Not What You Think
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In which the opportunity to miss opportunities is, well, something, I guess. Tuesday, November 11, 2014. Gratitude for Veterans: It's Not What You Think. Combat veteran Chuck Fulkerson, my friend and brother-in-law, told me one time that I would never be able to appreciate the gratitude you feel when someone you don't know gives you a pair of dry socks. And that's when he told me about the gratitude one feels for a pair of dry socks, clearly referring to his wartime experience in Vietnam. But if he were ...
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THE PLUCKY OBSERVER: December 2013
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In which the opportunity to miss opportunities is, well, something, I guess. Monday, December 30, 2013. Five Things I Hope Go Away in 2014. On any given Tuesday, I can come up with a list of items ranging from annoying to really grating. I've been meaning to post about them before the year was up, but something always gets in the way, namely, my memory. I just forget. Or procrastinate. Or whatever. 1 Media announcers using the term "gay marriage.". None of the above, mon cher,. I know it sounds like I'm ...
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THE PLUCKY OBSERVER: May 2014
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In which the opportunity to miss opportunities is, well, something, I guess. Thursday, May 22, 2014. Supplicants, Mendicants, Miscreants,and Aspirants. Hello, world. It's been a while, I know. My Muse seems to have abandoned me once again. She does this without warning. You didn't really, did you? She went on to say how it really gave a different "look." Which is to say, I suppose, that no one really ever sits on any of it. I guess you're supposed to just look at it. Am I guilty of venous envy? All my li...
