Category Archives: Question

What Did She Mean?

Posted on September 29, 2022 by sputterpub

“I know that’s valued in your family,”a friend observed when I described the scene.I’d asked a 5 year-old his strategyfor taking 7 units from 19.(He broke the puzzle down into its parts,and added 2 to 10.) What did she mean?Does … Continue reading →

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Offensiphilia

Posted on July 17, 2022 by sputterpub

What do you think ofyou? Yes? Then why so willingto be offended?

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Dream Sense

Posted on February 6, 2022 by sputterpub

I heard awhile ago that when we dream,it’s black-and-white our mind’s eye will depict.But I remember colors, so I deemthat notion incorrect and nothing strict.It’s not like one can test and then predict –the truth is in the dreamer’s sleep … Continue reading →

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Switch

Posted on December 17, 2021 by sputterpub

I think it would inform us to exchangeannouncements about diet, fitness goals,and other resolutions with a rangeof news reporting relapse in controls.Do you agree? Or would it be too strange,to share the fail or fracture in the roles,and mention not … Continue reading →

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Oh No No-No

Posted on March 20, 2020 by sputterpub

We used to call them alligator pears before we learned how much we like their taste. Now breakfast lunch and dinner rarely dares omitting avocado. Mashed to paste it’s guacamole or a sandwich spread. Cubed it’s to a salad like … Continue reading →

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Will to Live?

Posted on March 13, 2020 by sputterpub

“You never know,” my brother said to us at least a dozen times. “Folks everywhere assert they’d die without a lot of fuss, preferring end instead of endless care, eschewing tubes and dreading loss of mind, but something kicks in … Continue reading →

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Sam’s Bad Dream

Posted on January 6, 2020 by sputterpub

I wondered once why infants have bad dreams who haven’t lived enough to learn to fear, and what comprises puppy nightmare themes, and how a kitten monster could appear. And I don’t have an answer, but I know it’s true … Continue reading →

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Keeping It Simple

Posted on December 30, 2019 by sputterpub

You want it simple? There is no conspiracy. In truth it’s all lies.

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Baby Eyes

Posted on January 16, 2018 by sputterpub

Are infants wise until they learn to speak? Can children see the goodness in our souls as well as the reverse? When grownups seek to gauge companions, have they lost controls that served them well before they thought at length? … Continue reading →

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Mother Love

Posted on June 21, 2017 by sputterpub

I grew up with a boy bias. I took after my father and didn’t like to hang with Mom. She was into shopping and fashion and recipes and gossip; I preferred Dad’s philosophy, science, and math puzzles. Mom didn’t read … Continue reading →

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