Sarah Domet

Recently, Buck told me he rued the day he bought me my Blackberry, a device toward which I feel affection …
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This year for Father’s Day, I decided to cook my pops a Lebanese dish called Sheik El Mihshi, a fragrantly …
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Sharing is Scary.  Moving is scary, too.  Today, however, I find myself committed to both. In today’s mail I received …
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I’m not one of those writer types who claims to never watch TV.  A lot of writers, or academics, or …
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Last night I didn’t follow my own advice.  I stayed out too late, up too late, and today I approached …
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Today’s date always calls to mind Bobbie Gentry’s ballad, “Ode to Billie Joe,” which begins: It was the third of …
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I’ve been busy since my last post, nearly a month ago.  Traveling, job interviews, and some freelance projects have kept …
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