Mark Manche
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Just your local neighborhood house painter who sometimes stumbles on a thought cogent enough to put in words
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ABOUT 4 MONTHS
You probably saw the pictures. I decorated for the fall this year. Sorry. LAST year. Where does the time go. Not the Halloween portion of the fall but the ‘leaves falling in the fall’ fall decorating. Remember when the only Halloween decorations there were, were on the 10 and under set? What happened? To be fair, who ever heard of decorating for the fall 20 years ago. Sure there was the occasional pumpkin on a porch but only because my dad was too lazy to throw it in the trash. I dunno. I think It’s my favorite time to decorate now.
By Mark Manche5 years ago in Families
NOT WHAT I THOUGHT
NOT WHAT I THOUGHT I’ve been warned to stay off Marketplace. Wife. Daughter. My own conscience. There’s just so much stuff there that I find I need. And it’s not like I’m paying full price or anything. I’m just a sucker for a good deal. No fault there right? I’m sure psychologically it’s filling a void in my soul that would otherwise be filled with drugs and booze or hot Krispy Kreme donuts so that used portable grill I bought today goes in the win column as far as I’m concerned. New never used for $15! Right? I mean, yeah, I already got one but who can’t use a second portable grill?
By Mark Manche5 years ago in Humans
20 G's
I acquired $20,000 last month, can you believe it?. I got it the old fashion way - I won a contest. No no, not the cake walk thing. I mean yeah, I won too but that was back in November before Thanksgiving at that school festival uptown. I won a pie. I had to do a quick bit of pondering as to whether to accept it or not. I had a vision of a nice bundt cake or German chocolate but instead had a pie foisted on me. It was pecan which is my favorite so I didn’t make waves. This time. Next year I’m gonna get the ground rules before standing on the circle.
By Mark Manche5 years ago in Families
GO SEE YOUR FATHER
“Your shirts upside down.” “Whasat?” I replied as I counted change. I needed 28 cents to get a cup of coffee but her question threw off my count. The coffee wasn’t 28 cents but I needed that much more to round out the two dollar bills tucked in between my lips. I know I know, yuck and yes, I know how many germs are on money but my hands were otherwise too occupied with the loose change and cup of coffee to hold said bills.
By Mark Manche5 years ago in Families
