when I was a young girl, I met a very, very old man with a beard of colors named Art. he held out his hand wrinkled, shaking, and just barely grasping a brush "hold on to this for me, my dear" and…
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In a faraway land, in a faraway place, lives a strange sort of creature with a strange sort of face. He lives all alone but he's not lonely, you see, this creature's my friend & best friends are we. We untalk without…
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In the far northeast tip of Minnesota, about eight miles out from the small town of Ely, there lives a wretched old barn that defies death... and gravity. The crumbling wooden beast opens its mouth to a sort of storage zone for…
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Kody as a young man, circa 2002 If you came to this page because you googled your dog's symptoms (retching but no vomit, drooling, pale gums, abdominal pain, distended belly), stop. If you suspect bloat, or gastric dilation and volvulus (GDV), you're…
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In this industry, it’s a rather high maintenance ordeal. Firstly, The Door must always be addressed as The Door. Unless The Door requires slightly less formality, in which case Mr. or Ms. Door will do. Note, The Door does not approve of…
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Gaming has been part of my life since I figured out how opposable thumbs work. Before Playstation, Xbox, Super Nintendo, and Sega came good old-fashioned Duck Hunt and classic Mario. I couldn’t even guess at the number of hours, days, months I've…
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Script so far: (narrated by my dog, Kody) On September 4, 1985 2:42a.m. and 53 seconds a yellow beast of the cat species, whose purrs are the same frequency as a diesel engine (26ps), mewed in the alley of Park Avenue, Minneapolis.…
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