Tag: my songs
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Non-Smokers, Feminist Punks, and Cassette Recorders – Thoughts from May 28, 2024

Patti is still a non-smoker, but she said she found it rough recently, so she bought a week’s worth of nicotine patches. I have mixed feelings about it. You would think the time to use them would be weaning yourself off the cigarettes. She has been smoke free for weeks now. The physical effects of…
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Wrist Rest Under the Keyboard – Thoughts from December 11 to 19, 2022

December 11, 2022 I started writing a skit in my head as I was waking up the other day. The basic premise of it was a guy brought a kid to Bring Your Child to Work Day and his coworker questions whether it is his child. As the dialogue continued in my head, it got…
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Eye Twitching Holidays – Thoughts from November 17 to December 18, 2003

November 17, 2003 My system had a minor crash again. I had worked on a song (a sad song), and it suddenly wouldn’t let me logon to Windows. After much ado, it’s back, but I’ve been saving all my songs in multiple locations – which I should have done before, but at least I’m doing…
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Thoughts from July 1, 2002

Tomorrow it’s birthday number 32. I know, what the hell do you care. No one else seems to care. Some of them act like they care, but they don’t. It’s not in their job descriptions. Why should they care? Patti always pumps me up for my birthday gifts. It’s not that I don’t enjoy my…
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Thoughts from December 4, 1994

The Diary of Wienie Frank How the funky chicken are ya? One of these days, I’m going to wake up and smell the coffee bean hair balls. Today, I’m looking at my life with a newfound fear. I’m afraid I may be in that well known psychological state known as Laziana (for people from Nebraska,…





