Daily Archives: November 17, 2008

Icicles on the Testicles

Sunday morning:  Somewhere around 0-Dark Hundred, three unrelated factors jar me awake. The first is the damn dog barking at the back door, something she does when (a) she needs to pee, or (b) a creature of indeterminate origin streaks … Continue reading

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