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Author: Tripping Raul

  • Not giving up

    A couple of lifetimes ago, when I was city editor at a small daily, I was told on several occasions I should fire certain people on my staff. I said ‘no.’ Although there were times that my ‘no’s did no good and they made me fire the person anyway, I…

  • A chilling moment

    It had gotten on me, on the end of my sleeve. I gasped, I’d been so careful. “Oh, no,” I said under my breath. This wasn’t good. I looked down at it — at the even darker spot on my already black sweatshirt — not yet feeling it but knowing…

  • Becky

    I’m agitated. I was going to just take half a pill, but I don’t think I did. I can’t remember taking a pill at all, but I dare not take another. What is it? What is it?  Oh, that’s right. It’s Becky. Dez, this one is for you. I never…

  • Very clever

    All right, ALL RIGHT! You win. Seriously, cracking up. I was being sarcastic with that last post. Honest! I know I’m just as old as they are and in many ways I am doing more poorly than they and they look better and healthier than I. I mean, I could…

  • Aging? As if!

    “Groddy!” I whisper under my breath, my face inches from the computer monitor, my eyes squinting. He walks in — of course — he can’t pass up something like this. “What?” He puts his hand on my left shoulder and leans in over my right, staring at my LinkedIn page.…

  • Mushy

    “Are you done yet?” he steps onto the front porch, hands stuffed firmly in pockets, shoulders hunched, shaking off a drizzle of rainfall. “With what, pray tell?” I plop the tawdry novel, of which I’ve read all of 36 pages, into my lap and turn my chin up to him…

  • Hugs!

    I am a firm believer in the healing power of hugs. But you have to mean it. I’ve been told I give incredible hugs, and it was by a couple of people I didn’t particularly like. That could indicate that if I really, truly care about the person I’m hugging,…

  • Dez at 10 months

    Aw! Look at you, handsome, wily boy! You are my sun, my moon, all the stars in my sky. I love that I can tell you that and (unlike your mom and uncles) you don’t cut me off or even flinch. I love your mischief . . . and I love…

  • Friends

    I have such amazing friends, ya know? Yeah, I’ve mentioned it before. The beautiful thing is, we’re all a bit crazy, we’re all a bit off, but we’re good people and although we’re far from perfect and not always noble, we’re the first to be there for each other and…

  • Seriously, what’s it going to take?

    Blech. My pistachios are mushy. I guess maybe it’s because of all the rain. The sun is out now, anyway. Supposed to go away, though, in a little bit. I was not sick of the rain, but I was sorry for the death and destruction. I looked like a drowned…