Harley’s arm lies across Hooker’s head as they nap in the goodwill box.
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The last few days have been lazily spent lounging around. I got moderately sunburned snorkeling the other day and have been avoiding the sun. There’s no cracking or peeling, so it’s minor, but I figure better [...] Read more »
I awoke to the pitter patter of raindrops. They splashed against the tin roof, echoing gently down into my sanctum. I tried to ignore it, but even rolling over and hiding beneath the covers didn’t prevent its gentle cooing from rousing me.
“Ben,” Denise called gently from the doorway, the purring cat in her arms adding [...] Read more »
Harley, one of Denise’s cats, poses on my bed.
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When I was a small boy, the immunologist diagnosed me with two allergies: dust and cats. The latter upset my parents, since we had owned cats since before I was born. “Don’t worry,” the doctor said. “It’s a minor allergy. It [...] Read more »
I’m not a huge fan of tourist traps. Sure, I’ve done the Eiffel Tower, the Colleseum, and Masada like a good tourist should, but tourist destinations have always bothered me. They don’t give you a real sense of the culture. They’re artificial and forced, often. And, perhaps worst of all, they’re designed to entertain the [...] Read more »