The Co-Ax

Jorge hollered from the junk room, “Anna, you seen the co-ax cable?” “No quiero co-ax, I’m sewing buttons on Freddy’s sweater. Mama knitted it and had no buttons…” Jorge tuned much of that out; why’d he bother to ask her anything anyway? He lifted the corner of a flat box that covered a deep box,…

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Better Late than No Brew At All

  Back I May, I never dreamed I’d be so overloaded with work this long. Right when I got my new business set up and was emptying the cabin of all valuables for a massive clean-up, I got my job doubled along with having to put more hours in. So, cabin time should be depressurizing…

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