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Call Me The Breeze
My wife is a confident, relaxed driver. She’s been driving since she was fifteen, which is I’m Not Going To Tell You How Many years. Her first car was a Camaro, a racecar, whereas mine was a ’63 Chevy...
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For the past twenty-two years, visiting my family has been a challenge. It’s been a social challenge, because for my whole life I’ve never felt they really understood me. And since I’ve broadened my...
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“A fertile land where corn was grown, attracting wild turkeys”
These days, when I want to buy something, first I’ll check to make sure I’m not distracting myself from something actually important. Usually I am, so my shopping plans stop right there. But, if I’ve...
View ArticleDon’t tread on an ant, he’s done nothing to you
Considering how much bugs bug me, I picked the wrong state to live in. I remember soon after coming to Florida I watched what appeared to be a ten-inch long shiny bright blue armored caterpillar-thing...
View ArticleWe want more than we get
What is it about our life here that makes us sad? Everything we love and identify with is temporary. Defining events that are gone never come back. It’s not enough we can access them through memory....
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the Incredible Grump
I was in a grumpy mood the other day. I mean all day long. An astrologer once told me my personality can swing from extremely high sattva to extremely low tama. Well, telling you this was one hella...
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How I Tried to Sidestep the Big Fat Universal Dance of Life
“Go. Go write a blog post. I’ll do the dishes,” my wife said. “When’s the last time you wrote one?” “Late September.” “Oh, and the last one you wrote is the one I tore apart. I remember now. What a...
View ArticleOctogenarian Zipline Mental Fitness Plan
To honor the request of my local Physical Fitness Expert (wife) that I make some effort to stave off decrepitude, I’ve begun doing pushups and squats in the morning, in addition to walking on the...
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Wanna see what’s in back of my head?
“It’s nine a.m.” I said, trying to be Mr. Helpful Human Alarm Clock. I’m terrible at this. “Wanna see what’s in back of my head?” she asked, very chipper. “What’s that?” I asked, not sure if I heard...
View ArticleHappy Old Year
Joining the Hare Krishna movement has, thank God, conferred me with the priceless boon of being convinced that I’m totally righteously exempt from observing “holidays” that aren’t inherently holy, and...
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