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I don't speak Donut Shop Drunkese. I am, however, fluent in the Excessive Party and Bar Stool dialects of Drunkese. © 2012 . All rights reserved.

Juxtapositions

Killing TimeYup, it’s an odd topic.

 

But here I am with an hour to kill while waiting for my clothes to dry at the laundromat, and there’s really not much to look at except my laptop screen (you do take your laptop to the laundromat, right?) and I’m looking at the small strip wall in which the laundromat is located. Continue reading

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The Start Of A New, Different Life – The First Night

You know it’s serious when they ask you ‘Do you have an advanced directive?’. This is a very clinical way of asking you ‘If you’re dying and can’t speak for yourself, have you made alternate plans?’.

No, I hadn’t. Continue reading

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My New Friends

It’s a little short of a month since I had my heart attack, and I’m still getting my head around the changes that it requires in my life. This morning, I decided to take a portrait of my new “friends” – the pile of medications I now have to take to give me the best shot at not returning to the hospital again. Continue reading

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The Loose Thread On The Sweater

Fair warning: I’m venting.

I’m not a perfect dad. Nor a perfect person. I am indeed, like most people, flawed. I know that about myself, I accept it, and I do my best to improve. I can accept constructive criticism, albeit with a wince. Continue reading

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Memo To Parents – It Ain’t The TV Machine’s Fault

A show that features the kind of attitudes we absolutely don’t want to teach our kids is the number one show on network television. It’s number one because we watch it. Continue reading

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Wish Lists

In a way, it’s kind of like Wish Lists or Bucket Lists – we have these lists of things we want to do with our time, with our lives, and we spend so much time trying to get by that we forget about all those wonderful things we wanted to do. Continue reading