September 9, 2010
Gather ’round, children. The witching hour approaches. It’s time for Daddy to pour himself a whiskey, throw another Koran on the fire, and relate certain tales that will make your blood run cold. Don’t start crying. I’m kidding about the tales. And the whiskey. And the Koran. Incidentally, is it Koran or Quran? It’s become [...]
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September 2, 2010
It’s not fall yet, but tonight it came close. A cool wind blew through Wichita and suddenly it was in the 60s, which is not so remarkable unless you’ve spent the last few months cursing relentless runs of three-digit days. It’s like somebody finally opened a window in a very hot room: It’s now plausible [...]
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