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About morticity

About to receive my Master's Degree in Vocational Rehabilitation Counseling from the University of Arkansas. Looking for my first real job in the field.

The Shadow People

The lucky ones in the sunshine always fear the shadow people (whom they need not fear, but cannot understand) who grew up under rocks in the darkness, cold and alone, calling and calling, crying, shivering, waiting for the love; or … Continue reading

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Happy National Peanut Month!

I was “researching” the Oklahoma Peanut Commission (I swear to Pete, if they list a job opening, I’m going to apply for it) when I ran across a page telling me that March is National Peanut Month.  I am very … Continue reading

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Answering services

Just had the pleasure of dealing with another answering service.  It went like this:  “Johnson Properties, may I help you?”  “Yes, does your company own the property at 100 N. Maple?”  “I’m not sure, what’s the problem?”  So then I … Continue reading

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Penny for your thoughts . . . okay, a nickel . . .

“60 Minutes” tonight is talking about the possibility of taking the penny out of U.S. circulation.  I’m no economist, but I’ve been saying for years that we should consider that move.  Just round it up or down to a nickel … Continue reading

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Freddy Honeycutt Swings Dead Cats

This guy in my office, Freddy, said a few minutes ago that once something is in print, you can hardly swing a dead cat without seeing it printed somewhere.  Then he said, “Yeah, now *that* will get in print:  ‘Freddy Honeycutt swings … Continue reading

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Persistence of assumption

I notice things about the way people communicate with each other, or fail to do so.  I try not to be too curmudgeonly about it, but I get irritated about half the time I order fast food, which I do … Continue reading

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Getting pushed out of the herd

I’m getting older — maybe I *am* older already, at 47.  Of course, I’ll dream about being 47 again when I’m 80.  But I can’t deny being at least middle aged, since not that many people live to be more … Continue reading

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