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Jan 11 2019
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I responded to a post about marbles a while back saying that I melt marbles into puddles of joy (the joy is mine when I take the lid off the kiln and see glass glowing at 2000°F). Someone asked me about it but I and Kinja seem to have ‘issues’. We finally resolved them (for now) so here is a peek at the puddles I

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Nov 18 2014
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Usually, I'm possibly more non-plussed about these attacks than I possibly should be, but this one is shaking me 'cause I know the neighborhood. When I was in Israel, the school I went to is in Har Nof. It's such a tight community that 3 of the dead are husbands of women attached to the school. This was the first time Read more

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