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It’s official! The Cushman’s new home! I’m never going back to the snow and you can’t make me. -OM 44.1
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About Me
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Thanksgiving 2019
Turkey and dinner. -OM 44.1
Problem solved
I don’t think the E Coli is from the harvested lettuce originally. I’ve watched at the store as human after
Noooo!!!
I said white powder from the sky! Not snow… I can’t wait to move to Arizona! It’s not pretty. I
Yes!
I did it!
How my day went
I got up at midnight for a bowl of cereal. Opened the brand new box, whatever worker sealed that bag
Moving
I’m moving to Arizona soon. Should make for some interesting new dailies! No more snow! Unless I come back to
Today I lost my mentor
Greg, I’ve encountered, operated under, and observed many different types of leadership in my life. From the restaurant kitchen, to
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It is obvious to me the ones that didn’t learn to wait their turn as children. They’re the ones that
The spread of gloom
I’m guilty of it. The worst thing each morning at work is to come into a meeting and hear how
When it isn’t as big as you expected
As I take on new hobbies and let old hobbies go, I decided to buy some gold. I know. Judge
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Poem
I dreamed a dream, within a dream. No diamond rings, no pretty things. These evil things, what do they mean
Leadership
The most frustrating part is seeing the difference between active and passive leaders. Those that lead and take charge, and
Daily Colorado
My boy went to the VET today. He was a trooper though. -OM
Daily Colorado
It feels good to be home. -OM
My Daily
Yes I speak English!!!!!!!!!!!!! If one more asshole asks me that, after having just spoken to me and hearing English
Silhouettes
I caught a glimpse of a silhouette against the light a moon had wept. The silver tendrils of goodbye drifted
Not alone
Nothing is brighter than a failing star. One day there, the next day gone. Morning light swallowed by the night.
Terror me
Terror me. come terror me. terror me some more. My night terror, you can’t dispel her, a memory I once
Language language language
You’ll notice by now that I definitely throw a curse or two out. I would never call myself a sailor,
Dear WordPressing Bloggers
If I can’t click on your post without hitting a damn link… there’s a problem. Are you trying to send
