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The Greatest Debut Album of All Time (Conservatively Speaking, as Only a Proud Poppa Can)

Long ago and far away I blogged.  Then I stopped. Now I am back, briefly, to plug Junior’s debut album before this blog goes down the digital gurgler. Master Eli Moore spent the last three years seeing the world (47 countries at last count), improving his killer piano chops, falling in and out of love, […]

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Mighty Kasey Has Ducked Out

(Hogs note: Just to bring you up to date, the Missus is still ‘rearing’ all sorts of wild ducks in the back yard, a.k.a. Duck Med.  And a few days ago we adopted a wee 18-month-old pup, Kasey, from German Shepherd Dog Rescue.  Yup.) DUCKDATE… October 2 Kasey is just doing “stay” so well on […]

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La-Z-Boy — Recliner or Magical Tardis?

We are in the process of decluttering our house of 18 years, as we prepare for retirement. This blog is not about THAT. We are in no way prepared to get into THAT. But we are happy to write about the La-Z-Boy. Because, damn, ya’ll. A sister here in NZ asked us to store her […]

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OKLAHOMA BUG WARS & LOCUST BOMBS

It’s still summer in New Zealand. Every now and again, when I have a wander into the primordial jungle out back, I find a locust husk (or shell… what do you call those things they hatch from?). And every time, my childhood memories come pouring back. We had a mimosa tree in our front yard […]

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Humor During Lent? Of course!

  (Republishing this vintage blog because it’s Lent, ya’ll!) In New Zealand, we’ve already begun Lent — 40 days of prayer, fasting and penance leading up to Easter. Since this is mainly a humor blog, we will begin our Lent by republishing a favorite about two great priests who were incredibly funny in very different […]

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Sweetwater Rattlesnake Roundup — Crazy Bubbas, Cooters and a Bazillion Angry Snakes

There are two kinds of people in the world. There are people like me, who say the only good snake is a dead snake; one that has been repeatedly shot or chopped-up with a shovel, bitten by the dog, dropped into the burn barrel with long tongs, and then covered with diesel and “insnakerated. And […]

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My Brushes With the Law … and a Rapter

  It was pretty damn cool. I was a reporter on the University of Texas at Arlington student newspaper. And the Secret Service wanted me, sort of. I had to be credentialed if I wanted to be in the press briefing later that year when President Reagan flew into DFW Airport. Even though no one […]

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