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**A Well Run Life**

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Latest Episodes:

Two Dogs Nov 13, 2016

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In cultural wisdom that I have incorporated into my world view, I learned that there are two dogs inside all of us.

The good dog.

And the bad dog.

And they fight with each other.

Which dog wins?

The one we feed the most.

Dog's Life Oct 25, 2016

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I am making my dogs omelettes in the morning.

They love it.

It's true, my family and I are all a bit snobby about food.

In an over-quick yes, my fiancé mistaken said yes to a quartet of baby chicks. "Yes" to her meant that we would talk later. "Yes" to me meant she found them in boxes on the kitchen counter by lunch.

In a previous life, she an I lived in the time of great famine. There is no other explanation for the quantity of food that we purchase. We are 7 in total – but at any given time - each of us could invite three others for a meal and we would have ample food in the fridge to feed them all.

Not being particularly social, we have considerable fodder for composting each week.

At least we did.

Shofar, So Good Oct 02, 2016

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Not to be indelicate, but it is a menstruation. And I walked right in on her.

I am pretty sure she was thinking: I need to get a bell around that guy's neck. Clearly he was not raised right.

The four chickens in the backyard are laying eggs now. And I am eye-balling them every few hours waiting for the next one to drop.

My $6.78 tomato plant went in about 4 PM. By 6:30 PM half my investment was in the belly of some neighborhood terrorist. By the next morning, he'd finished the job.

I am pretty sure the bird in question here is a roadrunner. He is fond of mad doggin' me when I enter the garden without a proper level animal dominance. Contrary to my chickens' opinions, I am a gentleman and so won't repeat the exchanges.

Chicken Patzer Sep 26, 2016

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My organic chicken is in a giant Tampax Tampon carton.

This vexes me.

However, Costco is unmoved by my consternation. It is possible they did not even notice.

Use Your Words Sep 22, 2016

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"TV rots your brain."

My parents tell me this early in life.

Being stout, I braved it nonetheless. At age 8, watching Batman, I calculated: I am doing OK in school and I still have good motor skills. It must affect the organ slowly.

At 16, I realized my parents had offered the gem as a metaphor. I have mentioned that I am slow?

Metaphors amplify the truth. Lies hide it.

The House Smells Sep 22, 2016

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Once, when the family was broke – we bought that muffin dough that comes in an exploding can was on sale: 1 can for a dime.

We bought some sort of pig rind that the butcher essentially gave to us.

We rendered the fat – fried that cheap dough into doughnuts.

It was a triumph.

Turner for the Worst Sep 07, 2016

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I left the church because I would not be – what we called at the time – a "cafeteria" Catholic. This is somebody who picks and chooses what they believe, rather than believe the entire fabric required by the faith.

I once made my - now 16 year-old - cry because I sternly corrected what I believed to be selfish behavior on a Christmas morning when she was about 4.

Not my strongest moment as a parent, which she reminds me of from time to time. She and her 20 year-old sister would say that I overly emphasized the notion that consequences accompany behaviors.

They are likely right.

Wilder, DNA Aug 30, 2016

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I skip many comedies because they seem to be striving for the "most shocking" of crassness and volume. Too little use of language and subtlety for me.

Maybe if more comedians had giant eyes like Mr. Wilder, they'd rely less on their volume.

Years from now, when asked about the memories of the first movies that made me laugh in a way that made me feel smart, I will surely the report that memory has not died. "It's Alive! It's Alive" I can safely say will be my response.

Grapefruit Aug 02, 2016

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I am pretty sure the grapefruit crime was victimless.

It is impossible for me to know if my Nana was just making a mundane task more interesting by placing me in the role of Law-Breaker or whether she really was grooming me as an earner in her own Cosa Nostra.

Turns Aug 02, 2016

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I just returned from an island.

One side was calm and the sea placid.

Almost too calm – as if the Pacific was just some big lake.

The other side churned.

The wind, relentless, pushed the sea around in dramatic fashion.

It was beautiful, exciting and dangerous.

The water smashed against rocks – not so unbreakable – performing gymnastically, acrobatically, ephemerally.