Category Archives: Buller

A Half-Century After High School

My high school class is holding our official 50th Reunion tonight. The Memorial High School Class of ’72 will celebrate a half-century since we parted ways after graduation. I will not be going. I had been planning on it but … Continue reading

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5 Years Here…

Last Monday marked 5 years since we closed on our house here in Cañon City. I already shared how our trajectory towards transformation lead us here. I told you how Casa Dexter relocated to Main Street as part of the … Continue reading

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Reelin’ in the Years

A new gadget arrived for me a day early. I wasn’t expecting it until today but was delighted to get my hands on it yesterday. Having just re-opened a doorway to the past by resurrecting my old record collection, I was … Continue reading

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Please Bear with My Half-Hibernation

Winter makes me sluggish. My inner bear surfaces briefly enough to yawn, scratch my belly, and lie down again. Blog posts become more intermittent, frequently appearing less frequently. We ended last year here in Cañon City with a lovely snowfall … Continue reading

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My Unwritten Classics

Here’s to the intrepid souls engaged in National Novel Writing Month — I’m not doing that. No, I will not be writing a 50,000 rough draft novel in the 30 days of November. I did that once, although I actually … Continue reading

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Testing THC in the Psych Ward (Part 3)

“Crazy Hallowe’en, huh?” “Really. Quietest one I’ve had in years.” My fellow THC test subject, Hal, and I had figured on a wild Hallowe’en in the psych ward, complete with visions, spirits, demons, and various hallucinations. Not a chance, it … Continue reading

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Testing THC in the Psych Ward (Part 2)

On Monday morning, I reported to the program office. They handed me a 14-page “informed consent” waiver to read and sign. The first several pages discussed THC, its known effects and every conceivable side effect involved with the intravenous administration, … Continue reading

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Testing THC in the Psych Ward (Part 1)

“Do you smoke marijuana?” I looked around nervously before whispering, “Yes.” “Good — we’re looking for volunteers for a THC experiment.” 1977 — the whole year had been bad, starting with Mike Eddy’s death and Granny’s stroke. I spent the … Continue reading

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My (Future) Dying Request

Laugh! That’s right. The day you hear I have died,  I want you to laugh. Feel free to start now, of course, but I’m talking about that time sometime in the future when I die, be it tomorrow, next year, … Continue reading

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Ah, Technology…

Okay, so ever since the top row of letters on the laptop (with all the vowels aside from “a” and other frequent flyers like r, t, and y) were rendered non-functional back at the start of July, I have relied … Continue reading

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