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that my husband is probably really and truly the nicest hardest working blog spouse in the business? not my "blogspouse"... Holly and Sybil... they're my blog spice..spouses...spousie?? I'm talking about the spouse of a blogger... He's the spouse. The husband.
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It was a Wednesday night in 2000 as I sat at the bar of a smoky jazz club with my best friend, Dave. We faced away from the music, our eyes instead turned toward the mirrored bar or each other as we chatted the evening away. I'd been
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MrKaos: Do you know what I was thinking about? CamiKaos: no what? MK: I used to have this old girl and she started looking kind of dowdy but she was really nice and reliable and did all the things I wanted her to do... if you know what I mean.
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last night Mr. Kaos and I were having one of our late night talks... It encompassed many things: our lives, macabre humor and of course politics, as it is the season. Alas it was growing late and I told Mr. Kaos I needed to get some sleep. A long day
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I'm a little tired babies. I'm keeping late nights. Late. The time I want to go to bed sees me sitting wide awake. And what am I doing with that precious time I have scheduled for sleep? I could be blogging, commenting, reading, editing, watching tv,
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It has been a tough week here in the home of Kaos. I'm sick (have I mentioned maybe that I might be feeling a little tiny bit under the weather... like a little sick... so that like say... if someone is sitting in the same room as me
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It is amazing to me how magical music is. How one note can take you to a whole new place, a whole other time.Our home is a haven for us through music. We listen to music all the time here, and with quite a bit of diversity.You won&
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I bet you all thought I wasn't going to have anything to say today huh? After all... it's after noon here. Not like late afternoon or anything but it is after the time which we call noon (I love that little word play there) and I
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I was cleaning the kitchen when Mr. Kaos strode through on his way to yet another of the never ending new projects in the bathroom. He stopped, peeled the backing from a small label and stuck it to the front of my hoodie.It read "HOT" With a
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There sits across from me at this table a little creature of flesh and blood, my flesh and blood, and as I sit here pouring my mind onto this device she sits with her little bowl and her little spoon and her little smile eating the simplest of breakfasts I
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Questions. I could have some for you. Some specially designed just for you, you, you, you and you. Would you like me to ask you 5 fabulous questions? Read on and find out how... oh and if you've been following this blog for a while... no you aren&
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This summer, I have recently come to realize, has been a monumental one for me. So much that I didn't seem to notice it has happened. So much life has been lived in these last several months that I am just now starting to catch my breath and