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Once a month I eat a catfish
from the Ohio. Mercury is only
a toxin when you eat
too much. Taking a risk, I
stand in the sun, no
sun-block
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This is an archive of daily observations written by my friend Tom Bridwell. I am not the author, merely a facilitator for Tom, who lives at the edge of the grid. He notices a lot of things and these are his posts, written from the vantage of a ridge top in the hills of Southern Ohio.
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- Stable Relationships
- Idiopathic Current
- Maria Muldaur
- Raphael's Handwriting
- Archival Spit
- Feeling Better
- Oblivious
- Burma Shave
- Nothing Prepares
- Limid Pools
- Absquatulate
- Proper Loading
- Gathering Mushrooms
- Turkeys
- Blind Spot
- Nothing Anyway
- Take Down
- Afternoon Showers
- Two Birds
- Tolerance
- Not Sleeping
- Teetering Piles
- Adaptive Implications
- Minor Flooding
- The Event
- Losing Temper
- The Past
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