The Plural Of Hyena

...And Other Things I Find Fascinating

Monday, September 24, 2012

A Hodgepodge Of Music By People Born On This Day

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A number of historical and contemporary folks are celebrating a birthday today (or would be if they were still alive). In their honor, here ...
Sunday, September 23, 2012

The People Inside Some Famous Costumes

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I thought this would make an interesting post. I could be wrong. What do you think? 1)  BIG BIRD = Carroll Spinney :  In addition to d...
Saturday, September 22, 2012

Rhyme With Reason: Things I Don't Do Too Well (And Things I Do)

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This is the second entry in my "Rhyme With Reason" series. In it, I list a number of things that all fall under a unified theme. T...
Friday, September 21, 2012

Words I Wish I Wrote: Quotes About Sons And Boys

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I'm sure that in the coming weeks, months, and years I'll be doing plenty of writing in my own words related to my son – but for n...
Thursday, September 20, 2012

It's A...!

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We waited weeks to take a peek – The first snapshots were awfully vague. But at the doctor's yesterday We finally got to see ...
Wednesday, September 19, 2012

Let's Talk About Sex, Baby

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Dear Baby Hill, Today is the big day! This afternoon, your mom and I – and you, too, of course – will go to the doctor's office. The la...
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Tuesday, September 18, 2012

"What'll It Be?", "Guess What?", and "Show Yourself": Three New Suspiciously-Titled Drabbles

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In case you hadn't figured it out already, I really love writing drabbles. These 100-word short-shorts are challenging but fun! To tel...
Monday, September 17, 2012

Fascinating Facts About Our Feathery Friends, The Flamingos

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As frequent readers of this blog will attest, I am fascinated by unusual animals, and will often spend an entire blog post relaying oddball ...
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I'm not who I am. I'm not who I seem. I'm somebody else; I'm living a dream. I want to wake up and see where I am, gain some perspective, come up with a plan. Finding myself but losing my soul, I don't know the half about being made whole. Somewhere I've lost what I hadn't sought. Maybe today I'll return what I bought. This wasn't right for me, it didn't fit; I needed honesty, this wasn't it. Who am I really? I can't figure now. Is this a new me? I can't figure how. I'm not who I am, at least not who I was, and the only answer I have is..."because".
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