52 Things I've Learned
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Fido
Jun
05
Fido
My index finger is in some sort of medical device.  Some spring clamp thing on my finger is connected by one of those twirly phone cords that used to be a thing to some screen and tickertape thing counting down my fabulous life.  Sitting in an ambulance at the fire station, with Group 4 wondering...
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New Jokes, Old Songs
May
28
New Jokes, Old Songs
The five million pound Kenilworth thunders past in the rain at two hundred and eighty miles an hour, just six inches from the one pound heart and two ounce brain that keeps me going.  Ok, maybe a little farther away, a little smaller, and slower.  My brain, that is.   Car crashes on the...
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Cohorts
May
21
Cohorts
“Can probies go on this call?”, Quentin asks.   “Sure”, I reply, whilst scattering some of the non-fire flotsam attached to my jacket across the rear compartment of Engine 33.  It’s a car fire and Quentin is second in, so there’s no point in kicking him out.  Not that I would anyway.  A good young...
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