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The house we're living in has been sold. It took exactly eleven days -- during which about 150 hapless would-be buyers and their agents paraded through the house. They opened doors and turned on lights and checked closets and asked stupid questions. They did not close doors, turn off lights or seem to care at all about the fact that we were still living here....
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Privacy is often a part of security and a lot of people -- myself included -- hold parts of themselves back as a kind of protection against assault (be it physical, emotional or mental). This seems to work pretty well with strangers, but what do you do when you are attacked by somebody who knows you intimately enough to really hurt you? What if it...
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Well, it has been a snowy week here in Virginia. We got about three and a half inches on Saturday, preceded by another inch or two in the middle of the week. The weird thing is that it was in the 60s three or four days before that.

I hate the snow -- maybe that's too strong a word -- let's say, I have no...
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Hmm. Unexpected circumstances are forcing my wife and me out of our house in Virginia. We are pissed and want to move as far away from here as we can, without drowning in the Pacific.

Portland has always appealed to us and we're starting to investigate the possibility. It seems absurd. We've never even been to Portland -- we'll have to do something about that...
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When I was in grade school I was the king of the pissers. I had power, accuracy and longevity. While others could write their name in the snow, I could write my address. Once, during a marathon peeing competition at school I was easily beating all challengers when some idiot came running into the bathroom and made a mad dash for the urinal. My urinal....
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