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PublishedMarch 2, 2021
Street Talk: May I pet your dog and/or cat?
It's no secret that I have what is known in zoology circles — and by my own team of therapists — as dog envy. If I see a strange dog on the street, on a hiking trail, or eating from of an overturned trash can at the curb, I immediately want to play with it, giving no thought at all as to where it's been.
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PublishedFebruary 23, 2021
A Street Talk confession: I haven’t learned about church since CCD
Before walking into a single church or making a simple phone call, I become filled with self-doubt, suddenly very vividly aware my own ignorance.
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PublishedFebruary 16, 2021
Street Talk: Faces of the fallen emerge after we learn the details of the crime
Covering killings is like putting bloody puzzle pieces together. In the early hours, we're still limited to 'victims' and 'perps' and all the other generic terminology from the grim vernacular.
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PublishedFebruary 9, 2021
Street Talk: ‘Timmy’s adventures in school-skipping’
I feel sympathy for kids these days, whose lives have been so disrupted, and their realities so warped, that to skip school, all they are required to do is close their laptop lids and go sit in the living room.
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PublishedFebruary 2, 2021
Street Talk: Who needs a shovel when you’ve got pure rage?
What's worse is that now ordinary people like possibly you are talking about the coming storm, too, so I have to employ my black belt level talent for denial everywhere I go.
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PublishedJanuary 26, 2021
Street Talk: Weird scenes inside the new normal
You know you're in weird times when ... a dinner order is conducted like an arms deal.
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PublishedJanuary 19, 2021
Murder! What the crows are trying to tell us. Probably.
If you see five crows, sickness will follow; see six crows and death will follow. If you see seven crows or more, you probably need to wash your car.
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PublishedJanuary 5, 2021
Street Talk: Winter lies I tell myself
Come late summer, I'm typically sanguine about my chances of finally enjoying winter for a change — enjoying it the way I did when I was a boy and every day was a thrill of sleds and skates and snowballs hucked at the unwary.
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PublishedDecember 26, 2020
The power is out. I may have to eat you.
An hour passed in darkness. Then two, then three and clearly this time I was vindicated. It really WAS the end of the world.
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PublishedDecember 22, 2020
Christmas 2020: The ultimate bah humbug
This year, there is no unity, no sense of goodwill toward all mankind. The notion that "we're all in this together?" A ghastly joke.
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