Tag: love
member name: Greg Schiller
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December 14, 2009 07:18 PM EST --
Raise your hand if you have ever changed a flat tire.
Okay, put your hands down.
Now, who has waged that battle with the emergency equipment found in the typical trunk?
Okay, you can stop . . .
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January 24, 2007 12:09 PM EST --
He hovered at the bedroom window, kept awake by new romance. Even the breathing of the wind spoke of passion. It whispered of winter’s end, of flowering, of freshly turned earth, of new . . .
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May 01, 2007 08:42 AM EDT --
Critique welcome
Somewhere East of Elko Nevada, Allen and Meg turned off the interstate to glide under the concrete canopy of a Philips 66 station. The canopy cast a deep blue pool . . .
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June 28, 2007 07:57 PM EDT --
Critique Welcome
You're Hot!
Ha! That is quite a thing to say!
You are!
It's not polite to tell a stranger on the bus that they are hot.
You're not a stranger.
Why do you say . . .
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February 27, 2007 04:00 PM EST --
Most nights, they slept on silk over stone. Silk spoke of power and affluence; the stone, a reminder of the hard ground they would sleep on when fate tore these things away. They did this to honor tradition, . . .
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November 27, 2008 11:09 AM EST --
No one described home better than the poet Robert Frost
In Death of the Hired Man , he wrote, "Home is the place where, when you have to go there, They have to take you in."
And so it . . .
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January 18, 2007 01:23 PM EST --
I tend to believe that people confuse "free love" with affordable sex. Love itself can never be free because it costs to love and love not shared equally costs the most.
Unlike the grace offered to . . .
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August 17, 2007 03:04 PM EDT --
"What would you do if you didn't have me to take care of you?" She was already on him, extending a plate of chocolate-chip cookies.
Stomping the slush off his boots, Earl . . .
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January 30, 2007 07:52 AM EST --
"So what would we do if we won the Lotto? The jackpot is over $200 million!!"
That was my wife's signal to focus on her rather than on my latest issue of The Economist. She . . .
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April 08, 2007 01:49 PM EDT --
Sgt. Schultz pulled his squad behind a Volkswagen Beetle blocking the south bound lane of River Road. The little white car puttered at an uneasy idle, its air-cooled engine rattling a loose . . .
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April 08, 2007 04:41 PM EDT --
Schultz glanced through the front door window to check things out before knocking. Just inside, the three-speed bicycle he had expected to see at the accident scene rested against the wooden rails of a . . .
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April 08, 2007 05:07 PM EDT --
The resemblance was too close for coincidence, but it was not perfect.
Katie parted her hair on the left; the victim on the right. Katie was left handed and wore her watch on the right; the victim's . . .
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April 08, 2007 05:23 PM EDT --
Schultz spoke with the business editor at the Tribune to get some background on Control Data Corporation. He learned that the company appeared from behind the cloak of a secret Navy project during World . . .
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April 08, 2007 05:31 PM EDT --
A large naked man known as "Father of Waters" keeps an eye on the comings and goings of Minneapolis City Hall. He reclines on a granite pedestal in the rotunda where he coyly extends the large . . .
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April 08, 2007 05:36 PM EDT --
Epilogue
On a morning in late October 1995, Schultz retrieved a frost hardened copy of the Star Tribune from his lawn. He poured a mug of coffee and settled to read by the light of a weak sun burning . . .
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May 03, 2007 06:04 PM EDT --
Critique welcome
In a canyon west of Boulder Colorado, Meg eased Allen's Volkswagen down a rutted road dogging the course of a noisy brook. The lane crossed and re-crossed the stream . . .
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May 06, 2007 10:56 AM EDT --
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For Meg, The Black Hills were more than mountains. She carried a worn, marked-up copy of "Black Elk Speaks" in support of her belief that . . .
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June 08, 2007 03:39 PM EDT --
Critique Welcome
You look like you have been up all night.
Yeah, we had the break-up fight. Marcy is gone.
I am really sorry to hear that. She was a nice kid.
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December 29, 2008 12:07 AM EST --
Along with cold weather and tinsel, Christmas inevitably brings those dreaded words, "Honey, we need to go to the storage locker".
Look the phrase up in your handy Wife-Husband Dictionary . . .
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January 05, 2009 12:03 AM EST --
A sage once said vice is virtue taken to an extreme, with that in mind; I resolved to keep my virtues in check this coming year.
It all started when Cat woke me from my slumber on the couch. . . .
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