On Offensive Stories
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Tim Filston asked a great question regarding Flannery O’Connor, and I hated
to let it languish in the comments (at Jonathan-Rogers.com), so I’ll
address it...
Safavieh Courtyard Outdoor Rug
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This post brought to you by: Vel from Buhay at Bahay
RugsUSA.com 7'10" x 11' = $234
Overstock's Indoor/ Outdoor Black/ Sand Rug (7'10' x 11') = $189
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The Wild Horses
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Post by Marlboro Man. Photos by Marlboro Man’s wife, also known as P-Dub.
(You can call her P-Widdy-Dub-Diddy-Diddy-Dub-Dub for short.) We have
three typ...
Ten Months
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My sweet little Finn turns ten months old tomorrow. It’s hard to believe
his first birthday is only 60 days away. It seems unreal. He has grown so
much ove...
Brimfield Recap #1
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Ah! Brimfield! I didn't think we were going to make it! I was vomiting for
two days straight and successfully hid it from Joey until day three when I
bro...
From this day FORWARD...
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For-ward (adverb): Toward or tending to the front; frontward: *step forward*
; Into consideration: *put forward...*; In or toward the future: *looking
forwa...
Remembering Tsiki 2012
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There is an army training video, that reviews the incident that left Tsiki
dead. I know this because every couple months a friend calls me up to let
me kno...
Another Year Older (and Wiser)
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“I have given Him my faith, and sworn my allegiance to Him; how, then,
can I go back from this, and not be hanged as a traitor?” Pilgrim’s
Progress, Joh...
Back in America
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First and foremost, I would like to apologize. I know it has been quite a
while (over a month) since my last entry. I don’t usually go that long
without wr...
A Golden Oldie
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So, this is a blog post from about 3 years ago. It's when I worked at a
bank as a teller.
I was perusing my old blog and found it.
'tis a strange thing ...
Using Your Friends for Slave Labor
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So somehow I managed to convince my lovely and wonderful friends to take
photos for my website. Again. You can see the joy in their faces.
Look here as Je...
Hope #20 - To remember who holds me
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In Better Hands
Natalie Grant
It's hard to stand
On shifting sand
It's hard to shine
In the shadows of the night
You can't be free
If you don't reach for he...