Author Archives: Ned Buratovich

EEK! LIPS!

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Earth’s shadow kissed the moon early this morning. (More …)

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Google Chinese Take Out

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I typed “Chinese Take Out” into Google and got a list of Asian dating services. (More …)

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Imagine: The Fool, The Priest and The Magician – Ned’s Birthday Fable

The Magician

“Imagine living the life you imagined.” The magician posed the question and the fool answered before the priest could speak up. “That would be magic,” remarked the fool, humoring the magician. “That would be godly,” proclaimed the priest a moment later.

“Imagine living the life you imagined.” A most profound sentence. My most profound sentence. For now.

Today is April 1, April Fool’s Day. (More …)

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New Facebook Profile Photo Bar Fits Six Decades

Six decades of Ned Buratovich in Facebook's photobar

The new Facebook profile layout with six pictures across the top fits six snapshots of six decades of life and turns the photo-bar into some kind of time machine.

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I have a yearning disorder

Wanting what you can’t have… I’ve suffered from this syndrome my whole life. Finally went to a shrink who gave me a diagnosis: I have a yearning disorder.

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I’m off my meds and we’ve never felt better.

Just sayin’.

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My Year of Living Strangerously

Maybe it’s time to start baring my soul to strangers… Not really “baring,” maybe more like wearing one of those peek-a-boo thingies that leave some of the naughty bits covered and some peeking out. What you’re in for, then, is not so much a “soul baring” as a “soul peek-a-boo.” Or maybe it’s time for me to just start being stranger or at least behaving a bit more strangerously. I’m going to start telling people that I’m a make-up artist, because I … (More …)

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