• The labor pains are getting worse…

    Max Mini O’Shea is in America! He arrived at Port Hueneme yesterday and is awaiting transport to Long Beach. Yay! In the meantime, MINI sent me an email asking my preferences for radio stations, the way the car automatically locks, and other stuff – they set it all up ahead of time for me! I

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  • Not bad for an old(er) broad

    We ran the Long Beach Half Marathon yesterday. It’s quite the local event: the course starts down at The Pike at Shoreline Village and runs all around the port area by the Queen Mary, then down the bike path to the Flip Flop Shack then up to Ocean Blvd. and back to Shoreline Village. It’s

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  • This pretty much sums it all up for me

    “Let’s pretend this [electric] plug is ‘Iraq’ and you’re trying to connect it to the ‘War on Terror,’ which is this avocado. You can do it, but here’s the problem: the avocado still doesn’t turn on. And now your plug is covered in guacamole.” –Jon Stewart, The Daily Show

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  • Having no desire to do the work I’m supposed to be doing, I offer up interesting things I read this morning

    I’m having a hard time getting the juices for humdrum work going, so started reading my RSS feeds instead. Found much good stuff. Here are some highlights: TMX Elmo! If this doesn’t make you smile and/or laugh you need to see a doctor ASAP. Plastic surgery tools. Hmm. Makes me rethink that liposuction treatment. Turkish

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  • Mia O’Shea’s Diet and Exercise Guide to Aging Well

    Our dog Mia is 8 years old now, which makes her 56 in human years, or thereabouts. She’s part lab and part Whippet, with the hindquarters of a Whippet and the snout of a Lab. Chuck got her when she was only six weeks old, an abandoned puppy found on the streets of Glendale by

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  • These are the days of miracle and wonder

    My birthday is this Friday. That’s not a pathetic plea for birthday cards or wishes, just a statement of fact, because it’s my last birthday before I turn 50. Yikes, it’s true. Next year I will officially be eligible for membership in the AARP. It’s strange how you cruise along (I did at least), blissfully

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