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Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell (Part Three)

On August 29, 2014 By wastedpilgrimIn FictionLeave a comment

Waste your money / On a bag of weed / Take out options / You don’t need / The first time that you compromise / Well, now you’re on your way / And when you pass out on greed / That’s where you’re gonna stay   It was a Sunday afternoon in Cleveland, the first …

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Chasing Chickens

On August 27, 2014 By wastedpilgrimIn HumorLeave a comment

My nephew started raising chickens at my mother’s house – he lives there, too – earlier this year. They are cooped up, but he lets them wander around while he is at work. I keep the grass cut – my mother and I both have rather large yards – so I was riding around and …

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Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell (Part Two)

On August 21, 2014September 1, 2014 By wastedpilgrimIn FictionLeave a comment

Since I was just a boy / They’ve said the truth shall set you free / Sometimes it seems the truth is just a source of misery / The line is long and weary gathered at the gates of hell / Just heed the devil’s call / Don’t ask, don’t tell After a visit to the …

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I Hate U

On August 20, 2014August 20, 2014 By wastedpilgrimIn Humor1 Comment

No. Not you. U. And I know nothing about Steven Singer. It’s the letter “U” I hate, Johnny Unitas, a truly great American, RIP, notwithstanding. I apologize to Johnny U. And uncles everywhere, of which I am one. Seven-Up, the Uncola. The Man from U.N.C.L.E. I don’t feel as guilty about the umbilical cord, Urban …

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Little Things

On August 19, 2014August 19, 2014 By wastedpilgrimIn FictionLeave a comment

Sherrill thought he was in a good mood, but he must have been wrong. He just thought he’d check out the new restaurant that had opened. He drove uptown with an open mind and a book he could open. He liked to read a while before he paid up. The women in that place rubbed …

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Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell (Part One)

On August 18, 2014 By wastedpilgrimIn FictionLeave a comment

Claim you’re making / More than you are / Hitch your wagon / To a star / The truth is incidental / To what you gotta say / Those who can’t play ball / Are prone to fade away   Riggs Hellams completed his session with the fungo, and now all he had to do …

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Peeking Outside

On August 17, 2014 By wastedpilgrimIn LifeLeave a comment

Man, oh, man. My life has changed. For twenty years, I flew about fifty thousand miles in each, writing about stock car races all over the country. On Friday, I will walk onto a plane for the first time since November 2012. I used to write columns. Now I write blogs. I used to write …

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What’s in It for Me?

On August 14, 2014August 14, 2014 By wastedpilgrimIn LifeLeave a comment

On my other blog, at montedutton.com, I struck a chord this week.I think it was a G, but it might have been an E-minor.Two weeks ago, I wrote a NASCAR blog about Dale Earnhardt Jr. About eight hundred people read it. On Sunday, I wrote a blog about the incident in upstate New York involving …

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Attending to the Attention

On August 11, 2014 By wastedpilgrimIn Life1 Comment

As you may know, I blog regularly at montedutton.com as well as here. For twenty years, I wrote about automobile racing for a living. The other blog is often devoted to NASCAR, as well as other sports and aspects of life I experience. I began this blog as a site for my literary endeavors: the …

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Short Stories and Novels

On August 9, 2014 By wastedpilgrimIn FictionLeave a comment

  I’ve been working on the novel this morning. I’m taking a break to write this blog. Then I’ll go back to the novel. It’s supposed to rain. I mowed grass yesterday. I need to go to the trash dump, and pay some bills, but, basically, my excuses have expired. It’s been useful to alternate …

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