Author: Tripping Raul
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Denver streets
A couple sits together on the bus, except he gets off two stops before her. He exits at the rear and, as the bus waits for the light, he looks up four or five times to see if maybe she’s looking back. She’s not. He frowns and veers off into…
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Running suit
It’s drizzling and gray and the sun has faded early behind the Rocky Mountains at dusk. I go outside, taking my time as the icy drops strike my face and hands before reaching the spigot to unhook the garden hose. It feels like snow. On the way back inside I chirp, “Hi…
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Wisdom
I was telling my boss this morning about meeting the man yesterday who is going to semi replace me at my old position and how, after hanging with him for about an hour, the dude told me I looked tired. I told the guy, “Oh, NEVER tell a woman she looks…
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Bang, wade, trifle
A word game! How marvelous! So I am to come up with text in which the above words comfortably rest or blend. Delightful. It reminds me of when, in high school, we had to write an essay that included several random words, such as beans. I took such joy in writing…
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Actually in decent shape
I shan’t go into detail, but to summarize my dealings and reconnections with old friends the past few months, I’ve come to realize that I’m doing simply fine, despite what my daughter would like me to believe. The occasional over imbibing, the frustration about where I’m at in life, the mental fatigue…
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Trip
Stepping onto the bus, my attention was drawn to a striking young man, likely a decade younger, who was staring at me. So being the cool person I am, I sat down daintily and I tried to look sophisticated while casting a glance back at him to see if he…
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Run on
I had kind of a bad day yesterday that started the night before when, after getting hourly updates on my niece’s progress birthin’ the baby, the updates just stopped for no reason and I thought to myself, “Aw, c’mon! Can’t this one thing go as planned for this little girl?” because,…
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Creature
He’s smiling. “I think she’s rather cute, don’t you?” I look. “Not particularly.” He sighs. “Though I suppose she has her moments,” I quickly add to avoid a lecture. “What don’t you like about her?” Now I sigh. “Her smile is crooked . . . ” “People on the street…
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Toast
I made it, I made it. Fool that I am, I checked out Weather.com and determined that 75 degrees F was an OK temp for a 2-hour walk to return DSII’s delinquent video game. Within half a mile, it became clear that the temperature was far more than 75 degrees.…
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Long weekend
While I don’t entirely pity those attending Independence Day barbecues and family gatherings, I don’t envy them either. I’ve always felt being around large groups of people, especially relatives, should be relegated to once, say, a decade. So much work to be nice to people you only like because you’re…
At Least They're Committed 