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Player Piano: Reading Leads to Bidding Frenzy

Posted on 05/01/2007 by chick

Isn’t it amazing how one thing leads to another? I’m only about 50 pages into the 341-page Player Piano, but I’ve already gotten to the scene where the author introduces the player piano. The song that it plays is “Alexander’s … Continue reading →

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Career Advice

Posted on 05/01/2007 by chick

Magic 8 Ball, should I run away and join the circus? “It is decidedly so.”

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A Sign

Posted on 05/01/2007 by chick

I pulled some change out of my pocket today and found something unusual—a coin from Bermuda. Is it a sign that I should go to Bermuda? I asked the Magic 8 Ball and it said, “Yes definitely.”

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Accepting the Inevitable

Posted on 04/29/2007 by chick

Yesterday I participated in a marathon—the 2nd annual “Lord of the Rings” marathon, that is. For just $12.50, I got to see all three movies on the big screen again. It was quite a bargain. And quite a challenge, taking … Continue reading →

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Player Piano: Associations

Posted on 04/27/2007 by chick

My local library did not have Player Piano, so I ordered a copy through the interlibrary loan system. It finally arrived today. Yay! The phrase “player piano” reminds me of the real player piano that my grandparents had in their … Continue reading →

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The End of an Age

Posted on 04/24/2007 by chick

My grandfather died on April 7. Kurt Vonnegut left us just a few days later, on April 11. They were both 84, both veterans of WWII, and both very important parts of the world as I knew it. They will … Continue reading →

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A Monstrous Limerick

Posted on 04/23/2007 by chick

There once was an ogre whose head Was as big as a four-poster bed. No store had a hat That would fit atop that! So he had to make do with a shed.

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Gone Without a Trace

Posted on 04/22/2007 by chick

A Rhode Island man has been missing since Thursday. “The last time I spoke to him, he said he was going to take a shower and meet up with me for dinner,” says his fiancée. “When he didn’t make it … Continue reading →

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Do I Dare Speak?

Posted on 04/21/2007 by chick

The media circle above the field of fame, hungrily watching and waiting for a notable to falter. At last! Someone says something stupid, or cruel, or just easily misinterpreted. The media swoop in and grab at the phrase, talons ripping … Continue reading →

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Windy Days

Posted on 04/20/2007 by chick

My sanity is like a hat. Sometimes I feel it slipping. Or a wind blows by And throws it high, Then down to the ground, flipping.

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