A Whale of a Trip

If you are reading this directly in your email, click on the title, and the videos will load ūüôā I haven’t bothered you in quite a while, and for that, you are welcome. The main reason you have been left in peace is that I’ve been busy living my extended life, making the most of […]

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Harmonious

My birthday came around again (dammit), and to ease the pain, my pals Jae, Kristin and Stephanie took me on another Buttkick List adventure. ¬†This time we migrated to a music store in Huntington Beach, CA. ¬†You see, I’ve never had a musical lesson in my life, so playing a song on an instrument is¬†was […]

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Ummm…Excuse Me, Ma’am?

In New York, the western part, On micro roads, not found on a chart, Fields, farms and pastures galore, Acres between each lonely barn door.   Cruising down the tiny lanes, Suddenly, my neck swivels and cranes! There, riding on her bladed throne, A country woman, her grass half-mown.   ‚ÄúLook!‚ÄĚ I squeal, and point […]

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Lurch from a 154′ Perch

Southbound, Auckland to Taupo. T minus 3.5 hours. ¬†Loads of time. ¬†The beautiful New Zealand forests and sheep pastures put on a leisure show for us. ¬†The Kiwi peeps are major friendly, but their cars are sydlecix. ¬†The white fluffs of wool are floating by my passenger window on the left side. ¬†Ya, those sheep […]

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Blood, Sweat and Tears for Nothing

After surviving my inner lids being stabbed by 150 needles, I was beyond stoked to be rewarded with “normal” eyes, something that’s eluded me for years. ¬† Finally! ¬†I can apply a little Mac, Laura Mercier and Lanc√īme. ¬†Ya, that didn’t last. ¬†Intraductal meibomian gland probing was an utter quagmeyere. ¬†A big fat f-ing fail. […]

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Blood, Sweat and Tears for the Win

After about a million reschedulings, it finally arrived. ¬†My intraductal meibomian gland probing appointment. ¬†So exciting!!! Todd drove me to see Dr. R for the procedure that I knew was going to be rather barbarous, due to all the investigative groundwork¬†I did beforehand. ¬†You know that about me by now. ¬†I always read up on […]

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What a Bunch of Bull!

  My son, Rex and I reported to Pamplona’s Plaza Consistorial, joining the other couple thousand¬†runners (encierros) before 7am. ¬†Some were praying. ¬†Some were rereretying Nike¬†laces. ¬†Some were doing nifty 1960’s-style¬†warm up moves/stretches. ¬†They were male. ¬†They were young. ¬†They were eyeing me with a “What the f are you doing here?” look. ¬†One came […]

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