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Patrick A. McGuire, Bloggonian
For years I told jokes on street corners for tips, dreaming of one day owning a granite counter top. No luck, so I entered a monastery. I now do stand-up at daily prayer services. The monks' vow of silence means they can't laugh. I can't even laugh, although sometimes I sob quietly in the can. This blog is a cry for help. Send money or granite. I accept Pay Pal.
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Tag Archives: life
What goes around…
I have been asked to say a few words about all the insanity that’s happening around the world and in our own country and state and city and village and street and backyard and dining room and the little room … Continue reading
Doctor, Doctor, Mister M.D.
Your annual checkup is two months away. You remember the last checkup. Doc comes in, apologizes for making you wait an hour in your underwear. Through chattering teeth you say no puh-puh-problem. I walk around like this all the tuh-tuh-tuh … Continue reading
The discombobulation incident
Back then, the boy with the thick flowing hair of youth would leave home on the odd Saturday morning, and frown his way down the hill and around the bend to where Patsy the barber had been lowering ears since … Continue reading
Loud and 99% Clear
Katherine and I have little trouble finding things to talk about over dinner or a refreshment at happy hour. She likes to discuss books and philosophy—vis a vis the steps and missteps along life’s continuum—as well as lunatics she has … Continue reading