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You know that ever running gag in TV and movies where a family dog dies while the kids are away and the parents deal with and then offhand mention it to their kids at a later date as though it doesn’t really matter? I do, because that shit happens. The Threat My father has always been difficult to get presents for. He’s the kind of guy who has the things he needs, and if he doesn’t then he’ll go out and get them. He doesn’t Continue reading →

No More Wine, Grandma

While I was in the Peace Corps, I accidentally created a character of my grandmother. I took stories of our family get togethers and blew them out of proportion while talking about her. You see, we always had a few bottles of wine when we’d get together for a holiday or birthday and the story turned into grandma having a case of wine for herself. She’d turn into a rambunctious old lady and we’d eventually have to cut her off. The story would always end with me Continue reading →