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How Did We Ever Get To Be Here?

How did it happen?

How can we get so far off the track?
Why don’t we turn around and go back?
Where is the moment? … 2,149 more words

Family

I’m scared to death to become a blogaholic

I started blogging about 3 months ago. Almost immediately I’ve noticed that the more you post the more likes you receive. Yes, I notice even such unobvious things. 165 more words

Humor

walking in the woods

spring   blithe young maples
flirt  then cavort with the wind
the old gray oak scowls

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© Gregory V Driscoll  2015

Poetry

The Lead Up to Being Eighteen

Well hello there readers, it is I. In one week exactly, I will be turning eighteen and I’m finding it hard to comprehend the fact that I will be classified as an adult. 240 more words

"Friday Night Live" by Richard F. Yates (and Mariah R. Yates via Text Message AND Michael King)

My girly girls (wife and two dotters—although one of them don’t even live at home no more) went to play an evil sport with dice in the basement of a church (the prizes for winning the dice game were gift cards for coffee—ANUTHER form a’ evil,) and they left me to fend for me-self for the eve’nin. 645 more words

Humor

Batman and Me

Hey Kids!

It’s not so weird for me to talk about something that happened before my own kids were born, but it’s still strikes me as weird to talk to a coworker about an event and have her say, “When was that?” 73 more words

Vanity