Trixie Cat, in her lanky adolescent cat body phase, clinging to a screen door like an old fashioned Garfield suction cup window cling

When I was a teenager, my friends and I went through a “boffer” phase of building our own foam-padded swords and fighting with them. We’d hit up the local Home Depot for pipe insulation foam and lightweight pvc pipes (we started with bamboo stalks cut out of one friend’s backyard, but

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*(here’s a bit of a mission statement—skip to the end if you’re just looking for biographical information)* I can imagine that if someone were to poke around here at random, they might be confused at a seeming lack of focus. What is this, anyway: a blog about writing? a humor site?

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