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Monthly Archives: November 2005
My stereo receiver seems to be dead, and I’m near despair. It used to belong to my brother when he was a teenager. As he is now the head of the school of business and finance at a major western … Continue reading
Once in a while, a little cat just gets cold and lovey. Once in a while, a little cat just can’t stand the feeling of cold grass or wood or concrete or gravel on his little pink paw pads, and … Continue reading
It is now very cold here. My shabby black leather coat is no longer sufficient. I must get out my shabby warm coat, with gloves and safety pins in the pockets. Once in a while, when I wear my winter … Continue reading
Over the past few days, MetroDad has posted about Mad Libs, Schoolhouse Rock, homemade popsicles, Free To Be You And Me, Poprocks, and the importance of good grammar. Throw some Fudgsicles and grape snowcones into that list and I’m yours … Continue reading
Dear Students, Both “calendar” and “grammar” end in “-ar.” Kindly do not forget again. It makes me crazy. I didn’t have far to go, either. Sincerely, Mrs. Mamacita P.S. The title of this post does not in any way refer … Continue reading