Author by Night

He’s a policeman, a soldier, a programmer, a farmer, a murderer, a priest and a politician. He is anything that he wants to be. He’s a salesman by day and an author by night.

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I Was Never Mine

April 21st, 2005
  

They say if you love something, set it free. If it returns, it was yours. If not, it never was.

I let myself go.

I don’t think I’m coming back.

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One…Two…Three…tink!

April 21st, 2005
  

Stick a magnet in one ear then put ten BBs in your other ear. Start counting and see how long it takes all ten to reach the magnet.

I get to three.

That’s good, isn’t it?

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Dimming the Lights

April 21st, 2005
  

It’s courteous to dim your lights when approached by oncoming traffic.

My dimmer switch doesn’t work so I close my eyes.

It works about the same.

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Twilight Zone

April 21st, 2005
  

I zoned out while driving on the way home from work last night. When I came to, I wasn’t nearly as far as I thought I should be.

Either my zones aren’t what they used to be or someone stretched the road.

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A Little Take Out

April 21st, 2005
  

What exactly is duck sauce made from?

It’s frightens me to think about it. I can’t imagine what it does for the duck.

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