Archive for July, 2006


Personal Minutiae


by: Mr. Mustard

Spent the day at the marina, with its green peninsula of kite-flyers, joggers, sun-loungers, Sunday afternoon fishermen and dogs making their jubilant canine most of God’s gift: dirt, grass, mud, open space, and an endless array of butts to sniff. They went at it in a very haphazard way, but I suppose it was no […]

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