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Ch-ch-ch-ch-changing of the guard

·October 1, 2017
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Dad here; this may be a short Sunday morning update, as the last week has consisted of many late nights, both good and bad, and lack of sleep is beginning to take its toll. First, the Charkstream. As most of you know by know, the combination of the CB1100 and the Charlie chariot has exceeded even our wildest dreams in all areas: performance, appearance, and unfortunately cost, but I have absolutely no regrets. This was…

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The Charkstream

·September 29, 2017
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Surprise! I'm going to go ahead and post the Charlie Bravo Day post on Thursday night instead of Friday morning; a normal creature may view this a cheating, but I'm the Queen, and queens can't cheat. We just change the rules. Tomorrow is the both the end and the beginning of long journey that started when Zach and Dad found me in January 2014; two Honda CB motorcycles appearing out of the fog and rain.…

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Arise, take up thy bed and do something

·September 27, 2017
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Dad here; today, I was rushing through traffic towards my next call, when the dilapidated minivan in front of me rolled to a stop instead of accelerating through the green light just ahead. A person who looked like they might be having "one of those weeks", jumped out of the van and began trying to push it out of traffic and into the gas station on the corner; within seconds, a man had left his…

We have a dream

·September 24, 2017
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A year ago today, dad and I had been in Colorado for a week with mom and Max, and were heading across New Mexico, back towards the Casa and dad's unemployment. Since we first started posting concerning the concept of the crate, dad had always felt like the largest hypocrite on the planet, as he had his own crates: vacation time and a company car. Although my crate was made of plastic and steel and…

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The Horndog

·September 22, 2017
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Well, I guess everybody knows it by now; dad's selective social conscience, known as his sucker-bone, has struck again and there is a now a new inmate at the Casa del Whackos. Dad was told that this dog needed a hero, what he wasn't told was that he needed serious psychotherapy( the dog, not dad; wait, that's debatable... scratch that). Don Marco checked into the Casa a tiny mass of greasy hair and frail bones;…

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Marco Polo

·September 17, 2017
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Dorothy Parker said that brevity is the soul of wit, but you might just want to grab a cup of coffee for this post, as I've got some splainin' to do. When a loss is suffered, whether a death of a loved one, a pet, a relationship, or even a parting of the ways with a job or religious institution, the natural instinct is to immediately withdraw from the pain as much as possible. This…

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Never get old

·September 10, 2017
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It's a full house at the Casa del Whackos; Alex and her friend Liberty arrived yesterday with their inmates, St Echo of Cardiogram and Lady Maggie the Partially Unhinged, in attendance. That has Mia and Ajax amped into overdrive, so Sandy, Charlie and I have been advised to evacuate the state and agreed to conditions of self-exile on the back porch in advance of Hurricane JoAnn; this agreement brokered and enforced by mom, who is…

Ch-ch-ch-ch-changing of the guard

The Charkstream

Arise, take up thy bed and do something

We have a dream

The Horndog

Marco Polo

Never get old

Max is gone.

RIP, Senor Bull Taco

Unleash the kraken!!

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