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This can only lead to financial ruin

The first things I downloaded to my first ever iPad were Nook, Kindle and iReader. I foresee financial ruin in my future as I recreate on my iPad the library in my home that is now going to be so very, very portable. I no longer will have to choose which Dickens book to take on a trip with me. I can take them all!

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I can almost guarantee this will get obnoxious

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My amazingly wonderful godchild Emily, with technical assistance from an equally wonderful young man named Broneil, helped me buy an iPad. And lo and behold what did I find but that it takes pictures. Not only does it take pictures, but its screen is actually big enough for me to see what I’m taking a picture of. I have learned the hard way to not touch the little camera icon that apparently turns the camera’s eye towards the taker. At my age, that’s just scary. No one should see themselves that up close and personal after hitting sixty unless they

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Dog versus Machine

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Some dogs view vacuum cleaners as the enemy, a scary and frightening beast to run from as quickly as possible. But not my Carm. My Carm views it as a rival for all the food my birds toss out of their cages. When I bring it out to sweep each morning and evening, he goes nuts trying to stay one step ahead of it so he can get to the food before the sweeper eats it. The sweeper always wins but my Carm never stops trying!

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Just a thought…

I suspect that if Jesus and Mohammed were to return to earth, the first thing they’d do is put out a tweet that simply said, “Please stop killing people and using us as the excuse.”

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**%!!$$**%%!!! mosquitoes!

There is something dramatically wrong with life when I have to wear mosquito spray to work in my office. I have screens. I have screen doors. They sneak in during the few seconds I allow for the dogs to come in and out. They sneak in and now my office walls look like a blood bath as occurred.  Bring back winter! Please, oh please, bring back winter.

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F*****G mosquitoes

I was writing to a friend, whining about the horror of this year’s mosquito crop, when I looked up at the wall above my desk and saw three of them just sitting there looking at me, quietly contemplating how much of a tasty meal I was going to make.

They are all dead now. And my dogs are hiding on their bed in fear of the crazed lady who was running around with a magazine in her hand, climbing up and down on desks, rocking chairs and other unsafe surfaces while screaming, “Die, you bastards! Die!”.

Is it almost time

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