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It’s 2011, and Samuel Andresen-Anderson—college professor, stalled writer—has a Nix of his own: his mother, Faye. He hasn’t seen her in decades, not since she abandoned the family when he was a boy. 466 more words
This day’s blog title is in Linda Preast’s own words. Her reason for stating them? She voted for #45 and is now worried sick that his ill-conceived and mean-spirited proposed cuts in federal spending will soon flat out threaten her very survival. 452 more words
Then he called for Peace in Vietnam, and the crowd roared and the band played Dianas as if he had made a glorious pass. Peace in Vietnam was now the property of all politicians; Peace in Vietnam was the girl who had gone to bed with a thousand different guys, but always took a bath, and so was a virgin. 69 more words
“Good pitching will always stop good hitting–and vice versa.” Casey Stengel.
The 2016 World Series is a pitchers’ duel, except when it’s not. The Cubs have Theo Epstein, who orchestrated the Red Sox win in ’04. 802 more words