Excerpted from Pothole of the Gods
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Who is calling the shots?
I was taking my mother to Ash Wednesday services when Father Gargantutus stuck his massive thumb the holy ash-pot and put the sign of the cross on my…
hold the shame and plea to be punched in the mouth...
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Just before the Russians melted into eastern Ukraine in their charming way, I was at a dinner in Kharkov, a city about 19 miles from the Russian border…
Evolution and Happy Hour
Father's Day in Nicaragua
In which we raise a glass to St. Columba
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