Vonnegut ephemera, New York Times style

By Randee Dawn | 4/15/07 |

This, found parked at the bottom of the "non-famous folks"/paid (I believe) obit listings in today's Sunday New York Times. I didn't know his dog was named Flour but, then again, I didn't give it much thought until now: Old Friends

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I’ve always wanted to write….

By Randee Dawn | 4/13/07 |

Few things tweak me more than the successful-in-one-field person who, later in life gets a wild hair to write a book, gets it published and then, in interviews, muses about how "I've always wanted to write, I just never had the time/interest/inspiration/free will/etc. to do it." And then over here is journalist/radio guy ("Studio 360")…

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The Moral Mathematics of the Moment

By Randee Dawn | 4/11/07

I'm certainly not the first person to blog about this Washington Post article from Sunday, but I felt like giving it a space here, too. On that Friday in January, those private questions would be answered in an unusually public way. No one knew it, but the fiddler standing against a bare wall outside the…

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Brush with airborne greatness

By Randee Dawn | 4/10/07

Made it home. House intact. Losses: One Tupperware container, easily replaced. I am the Queen of Packing, I have to say: In one medium-sized rolly cart, one smallish backpack and a handled-paper sack I managed to transport all of my clothes and living materials for five days, plus a sleeping bag and sleeping bag pad,…

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Hand to hand combat

By Randee Dawn | 4/09/07

On the one hand …. Stubb's was closed. On the other …. Rudy's was not. So…. I had ribs. Yay! Burp! On the one hand … I dreamed about a young Michael Caine, and we made plans for a dinner date. On the other hand … He didn't make it into the real world, so,…

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The family way

By Randee Dawn | 4/08/07

Still trying to process much of the weekend. Still down in Austin. Are we done yet? For years I've heard of friends talk about their crazy families and how they drive them crazy even though they still (in theory) love one another, and how glad they are to get back home. I've always been sympathetic,…

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Deep inna heart of….

By Randee Dawn | 4/06/07

Well, after last night's airport debacle, I finally made it to Austin. At 1:30 in the morning. From a flight scheulded (originally) to leave at 6:55. The craziness went like this: 1) Huge unmoving line at Terminal 3 security. Why? We think — we think — two guys rushed the security gates. And they couldn't…

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Correction of the A.M.

By Randee Dawn | 4/03/07

In my mailbox this morning, from Harper's magazine's weekly email dispatch, a correction: The statement "In New York City, someone stole the penis of achocolate Jesus" is not true; the source was a satire website that wasmistakenly thought to be a genuine news source. Harper's Weeklyapologizes for the error. And here I thought only The…

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