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I have to change my profile, again. Instead of “I won’t tell you about my cats, because they are dead,” it will have to read:...
I have to change my profile, again. Instead of “I won’t tell you about my cats, because they are dead,” it will have to read:...
I was walking past a park with my son the other day, feeling pretty content. We passed a playground he hadn’t been to before, we...
I confess. I like zombie movies. Love them, in fact. Many of my friends don’t know this about me, but there are clues. My sense...
“ We wouldn’t be having this mid-life crisis crap if we were pioneers,” my friend announces. We laugh. “No, we’d be too busy doing washing...
I don’t know where it began, but I can surmise it happened with one neurotic mother. “Oh no!” She thought. “The other children at little...
I call the blog “The Obtuse Angle” because I love the word “obtuse” and I like to poke fun at myself, even if I’m anything but simple. It’s my angle, a way for me to bring levity to the world. The blog is like traveling to the basement of my brain––the messy place, for less-polished, off-the-cuff musings.
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