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2020 Bibliopathy Report

I have a problem. It

Posted bySeth KabalaJanuary 2, 2021January 2, 2021Posted inColumnsTags: 2020, A Gentleman in Moscow, A Long Walk Up the Waterslide, Agincourt, Alex Michaelides, American Dirt, Amor Towles, Amy, Anna Karenina, armloads, Art Byrne, As I Lay Dying, audio books, Aurora, Bernard Cornwell, bibliopathy, bibliophilic scurvy, Bloody Genius, books, bookshelves, boxes of books, Camino Winds, Capitalism and Freedom, Carl, Chris Wallace, Coronado, Countdown 1945, Daniel Levitin, Dark Sacred Night, David & Goliath, Dennis LeHane, Don Winslow, e-books, Fair Warning, Faith G Harper, Gillian Flynn, Gone Girl, hitting the road, insulating the house, Iowa, Jack Finney, James Lee Burke, James Patterson, Jeanine Cummins, John C Maxwell, John Grisham, John McMahon, John Sandford, Jonas Jonasson, junked, Kass Morgan, Ken Kesey, Kevin Wilson, Kim Stanley Robinson, Lean Turnaround, Leo Tolstoy, library, Malcolm Gladwell, Masked Prey, Matt de la Pena, memory loss, Mexican White Boy, Michael Connelly, Michael Ledwidge, Michael Perry, Milton Friedman, Miracle at Augusta, Miracle on the 17th Green, Misery, moved, Mr. Penumbra, My Lovely Wife, Narrative Economics, New Iberia Blues, Nothing to See Here, One Flew Over the Cuckoo, Oregon, Patricia Highsmith, Perfect Little World, Peter De Jonge, Phillip Meyer, Population: 485, problem, rationalizations, Robert Shiller, Robin Sloan, Run for Your Life, Samantha Downing, shelf-making, skyscrapers, stacked up, Stephen King, storage, Strangers on a Train, Successful Aging, Teamwork 101, TFF Issue 29, The 100, The 100-Year-Old Man Who Climbed out the Window and Disappeared, The Coward, The Good Detective, The Guardians, The Jesus Cow, The Jungle, The Night Fire, The Silent Patient, The Son, Time and Again, Timothy Ursiny, titles, towers of books, Under the Dome, Unfuck Your Brain, UP, Upton Sinclair, Warriors of the Storm, While Drowning in the Desert, wife, worlds, Worst Case, Zoo

Sentimental Fridge

We wrote an offer on a house and asked for the refrigerator as personal property. Seller

Posted bySeth KabalaNovember 16, 2019May 22, 2021Posted inColumnsTags: almost got caught, Amy, appliances, body, bonding time, butcher style, camouflage, city, commercial, coolest customers, Dad, double duty, economic development, eulogy, failed, fond memories, force people off their land, funeral, garage, gas station, girlie mags, grabbed, grandkids, grandma, grandmother, grandson, house, housewarming gift, human body, inanimate object, initiative, Kelvinator, land, land developer, limbs, loft, loser, lowest point, Melvin, Midwest, Mom, murder, murder bad, offer, pause for laughter, personal property, plywood, poor substitute, prison, program, reciprocating saw, refrigerator, rezone, ripping, routines, seller, sentimental value, spoiler, storage, succeeded, texting, TFF Issue 24, unscrupulous, used appliances dealer, victim, warm and fuzzy, wife, wormed my way, write-in, zoning board

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