bohemianopus

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Retail can turn you into a number

Great story! Hopefully, you can make money with your writing and not have to waste any more of your time in retail. You are very talented!
— April 22, 2013 4:02 p.m.

No.

Oh boy. I need to print this out and hang it on my wall. Saying "no" is one of my main issues in life. Like you, when I agree to do something I don't want to do, I feel resentment. And yes, I have been a victim of the same Catholic-guilt reflex. But hey, if you can do it...
— January 8, 2013 4:16 p.m.

Sunday in December Rain

Great poem, Nan! It paints such a visual image. It makes me want to go put on a cup of tea and listen for the raindrops.
— January 1, 2013 10:22 a.m.

Reluctant Reflections and Non-Resolutions

Thanks, Nan! I've been away from here for a while. I need to go find your poem. I LOVE your poems!
— January 1, 2013 10:20 a.m.

Le Pew

I don't think I've laughed this hard in years! What a story! Hopefully, Riley has aired out by now.
— December 5, 2012 1:17 p.m.

Mexico Celebrates 102 Years Since Revolution

Nice article. Thanks for making this bit of history interesting!
— November 22, 2012 2:03 p.m.

Sweet People

I lived in Texas for 12 years. This story is spot on regarding the cultural differences between California and Texas. It took me a while after moving back to California to get used to people not turning themselves inside out to be polite. Also, in Texas, once you pass a certain point of a friendship, you are automatically considered family. In spite of all the sweet politeness, I would still rather be here in California. Texans can change rapidly after a few drinks.
— November 7, 2012 1:52 p.m.

Shark Tank

Great story. And I so relate to your experience. When I was growing up in New Jersey, bullying was not only verbal, it was physical. I was a scared and scrawny child and an easy mark. Day after day, I was someone's punching bag, until my Uncle Frank (a semi-pro boxer) took me down the basement of my parent's home and taught me a few pugilistic skills. I still remember that day in the fourth grade when I had my first TKO. I was wearing my starched, white Holy Communion dress. That day is when I realized that my family and a mean right hook were all that really mattered.
— October 17, 2012 2:17 p.m.

Of B Movies and Bread

I loved this story almost as much as I love the biscottis I buy at Sprouts that come from Bread & Cie. They are the closest thing to the ones my Italian family used to make from scratch. Now, every time I dunk one of those Bread & Cie biscottis into a strong cup of coffee and savor the taste, I will remember the story behind how they got here.
— July 4, 2012 11:37 a.m.

Is a Fallbrook Business Improvement District Necessary?

Great article! I've never been to Fallbrook, but now I intend to visit. It is a shame that the old concept of a "downtown" is disappearing. I hope they can keep the "charm" as long as possible.
— July 4, 2012 7:51 a.m.