Author Archives: Jay Furr

Dawg Moment

Apropos of nothing: a quick Bulldog break: We have the best pup! ­čÉż#NationalPuppyDay #GoDawgs A post shared by Georgia Gymnastics (@ugagymnastics) on Mar 23, 2017 at 1:10pm PDT Advertisements

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Remembering

As of this April 16, it’ll have been ten years since the horrific events that took place in Blacksburg, Virginia on April 16, 2007. In the ten years since a┬ámentally ill young man ran amuck with his guns and took … Continue reading

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Dammit, Ennui

Today is a bright sunny, chilly day with the remnants of this week’s snowstorm all around outside serving as a reminder that although spring may technically┬ástart tomorrow, astronomically speaking, Vermont usually has other ideas. Carole is out at a meeting … Continue reading

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Newsflash: Hunger Sucks

Lots of things bother me. Cruelty to animals bothers me. Cancer bothers me. The weirdos who want the National League to adopt the designated hitter bother me. Kids going to sleep at night with empty stomachs because there’s no food … Continue reading

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New Maps of Hell

In my office, at work, which I never actually go in to, I have a wooden bowl containing five plastic potatoes. I have a lava lamp. I have a Lite-Brite. I have a wooden Vietnamese croaking frog. I have a … Continue reading

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Awooooo!

You know the drill: you’re on vacation, you go to a bar or club or something, and the owners stick a performer out there on a guitar with instructions to “keep ’em happy so they’ll keep buyin’.” Usually the musicians … Continue reading

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50

As of tonight, when we arrived in Honolulu and checked in to a hotel on Waikiki Beach, I have now been to all 50 U.S. states.  I don’t count “changed planes in an airport” visits; I’ve stayed overnight in almost … Continue reading

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