Mihow

Author: Mihow

  • Muffin song

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    How can you not like muffins? Thank you, Nifkin. You bring me joy.

  • This morning a woman boarded the B 61. She was around 40. Hippie-like and had big blond, long curly

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    This morning a woman boarded the B 61. She was around 40. Hippie-like and had big blond, long curly hair. She sat down on an outside seat. (I wish people would just move in if the bus is full). But that’s not the point. An elderly man came on at the end of the line.…

  • Glass Blowling class

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    For a very long time I have wanted to take a glass-blowing class. And, for one reason or another, I have been unable to do so. Penn State knew of no such thing. And in DC I had to know someone or something. The other day Toby and I were riding and he spotted a…

  • Picx

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    Pictures from yesterday and this morning. Yeah, I have been slackin. I won’t do that anymore. :)

  • Nothing much to say

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    Again the day finds me in a good mood. So nice outside. I almost wore a sweater just because. I bought a new sweater when we were in Century 21 last weekend and I have been sort of wanting to wear it. I shall wait till it’s right. It will be like back to school…

  • Belly Button

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    Confession: One time, I pierced my belly button. I didn’t have the correct kind of needle, so when I finally got it through, to that last bit of skin, I passed out. I woke up to my cat’s face, all close up, wondering what the hell I was doing on the bathroom floor. Good times.…

  • The Goings of Jane

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    Update from yesterday: So she sent the photo to both guys. (I don’t think I mentioned that the girl [we’ll call her Jane] has been emailing two boys. Both live far away). Jane sent the (slightly) doctored photo to both guys. One of them (the guy who IS coming here) hasn’t written her back. The…

  • Perverts

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    Two more posts have been deleted because of search strings. Damn! There are some super freaky people out there. I sort of hope it’s the same person putting in different variations of one concept. I can’t write it here, well I can write it here, but choose not to for fear of baiting new ones.…

  • Fall

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    Muffins with cider. Hot apple trees, gourds and corn. Husk better costumes and sunlight untouched by that thick layers of humidities. Candy apple butter nut spread bagels and cream cheese with the hole filled in on a Saturday. There is tea and honey and sips of coffee rings on newspaper with boxes filled in, but…

  • Karl's Mom

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    Me Ninja, You Karl’s Mom. My friend Karl lived a few streets over. He was a nice kid. We liked to sit around and watch TV. Truthfully, I can’t really remember what it is Karl and I actually had in common, perhaps it was only loneliness, I can’t be sure. Maybe it was because our…