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Archive for February 2010

Takkic’s Top Picks

February 27, 2010

In the days leading up to my 20th post, I was determined to come up with something fitting. In less than three months’ time, Blogging in E minor’s readership has grown from a meagre handful to upwards of 70 hits per week. Wow! The creative fulfillment I get from this avocation has been intensely mood altering if not, […]

“Just Sound It Out!”

February 25, 2010

Was this what I had coming next? Carl was having trouble with the words. I didn’t even know what the pictures were! I became terrified and began bawling loudly.

A Box Full of Pennies and a Dream, Part IV: 25 Years Later in Inconclusive Retrospect

February 18, 2010

I hope that I never need to know how to beg for money or gas vouchers, but I learned that it is possible to survive when you have next to nothing.

A Box Full of Pennies and a Dream, Part III: Perhaps Duct Tape Will Hold It

February 13, 2010

We ended up at the police station. A man from one of the churches in town showed up regarding our request for traveler’s assistance. He questioned me persistently about why I was driving around without money. Eventually, the man must have concluded that I was more of an idiot than a criminal and gave me a voucher for enough gas to get us to Kansas City,

A Box Full of Pennies and a Dream, Part II: Lee Murr’s Magical Meanderings

February 10, 2010

Every imaginable model of hippie was represented. . . . There were plenty of the 60’s-type hippies present. . . . There were Cowboy hippies, Natureboy hippies, hippies with tipis and hippies with kites. There were, of course, guitar playing hippies all over the place, every third or fourth one actually playing in tune, and naked people of all ages, shapes and sizes running amok.

A Box Full of Pennies and a Dream, Part I: There Are No Gnaus!

February 6, 2010

To the casual reader, the fact that we left town with minimal funds may seem foolhardy; but one must realize that I was broke, homeless and hungry most of the time anyway. The geographical location of my suffering seemed irrelevant. If I were starve, I’d prefer to do so in California.

Three Things That Scared the Bejeezus Out of Me as a Child

February 4, 2010

As children, many of us feared the boogey man, clowns or Santa Claus. I was a ‘scared of major religious figures and aliens.