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Author Archives: George C. Hartman
Life cycle of a print job
I like hamburgers. Cheesburgers. Sometimes I am disappointed in what I get, compared to the graphic on the menu. Don’t be afraid of me. Go ahead, leave a comment. I should be afraid of you. I realize how dangerous you … Continue reading
Posted in Tall Tales, Uncategorized
Tagged Gananogue, Jim and Marielle McDermott, shop, stalkers, woven chairs
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Keeping Brother Glenn alive
There once was a herd of ten sheep and they were all raised in the same pen. They looked at each other and said, “Look at you, YOU are the BLACK sheep of the family.” “No, I am NOT. Have … Continue reading
Free WI-FI
My bathroom is the next fast food restaurant and the YMCA. I always liked the Y. It is pampering of my body. Endless hot water in the shower. 103 degree hot tub in front of a picture window of woods. … Continue reading
Posted in Tall Tales, Uncategorized
Tagged George C. Hartman, Marielle McDermott, neondusk, survival
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Breakfast at Tommies
In Westfield with dad. That handsome guy that wore the white apron, kinda quiet. Never asked what dad wanted, just gave him the same thing everyday, at the same green marbled table. The smell of that place was breakfast. Toast, … Continue reading
Posted in friends, Uncategorized
Tagged Jim McDermott, Marielle McDermott, New York Giants
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the last time i saw you
The last time I saw JoAnn she was kicking me out of their current home. I just wanted to take a piss. The last time I saw Lowri, she was getting married and her father left her a ton of … Continue reading
Do you know the Muffin Man ?
HARTMAN’s Sister Bernadette, and our late sister Brendas two beautiful children are coming to Jersey July 27. (Bernies Bday) Pork Roll, Pizza, Corn Hole will be available. Hope to catch the Jersey Waves with the girls. Becca has never seen … Continue reading
If the deers could talk……
and oh that magic feeling no where to go. Last week I met Cheryl from Craigs List at the Menlo Park Mall and she sold me a brand new (in the box) four man tent. (only 40 bucks!!) So, I … Continue reading
Indian Winter
indian winter im not gettin outta bed yet Mac or PC? Zune or iPod? Vista or OS X? Net Book or Mac Book? hunger or stuffed?; empty or full? dance or sit?; toilet or woods? You or your children?; You … Continue reading
Tagged George, poetry, unabomber
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BONNIES BIG ANNOUNCEMENT Entry for April 24, 2009
Brenda I received the angel you sent me thank you… Im not real sure how to take this but I will take it as a blessing and not a joke even though I know your up there laughing your ass … Continue reading
Goodbye 360 and GeoCities…Entry for May 09, 2009
Yahoo yahoo yahoo. This blog is in the process of moving. The family web site has moved. www.themightyten.com Currently, there are some kinks to iron out. In the digital world, I have rarely seen any smooth processes. On the outside, … Continue reading