It’s funny that when you’ve waited long for something and it finally arrives, time slows to a crawl. It’s there, right on your doorstep but not quite ready to enter because it’s not quite time. I’m not the only one affected by this because I can hear my son in his room next door not [...]
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Pelicans It’s the last day of school and because 99.9% of us have spent time in a seat in a classroom counting the days and minutes and seconds until we could say, “It’s the last day of school!” we know it’s a special day. And then there’s another portion of us who stood in that [...]
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Welcome to my Friday Follies. I figured it was a great way to cover what competes for attention in my brain. You know. In case anyone is actually interested. And since Friday is only so long, I can’t exactly include my entire list. Question of the Day/Week/Month/Lifetime: Would any of the unthinkably serious crap that [...]
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Ahhh…the delightfulness of a Friday yawning ahead of me with nary a plan in sight. My favorite sort of day. I should have known that it might not be so when I forced my self to get up at a minute before eight because at least I could have bragging rights to it. Not that [...]
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As Far As Today Has Gone… What was annoying? Getting up the second the alarm went off, getting ready for my first official day as a person who actually goes to work after a year (only part time) and is ten minutes late because of traffic. Three miles in twenty minutes is a problem. I [...]
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Yanno, I was going to have a lovely, quiet morning. Feh. After a much needed eleven hours of sleep last night (evacuated relatives, non-stop fire coverage, no school, no work, and a busy Las Vegas weekend) I stretched, poured my coffee and began to plan my day. Fire coverage is dwindling (thankfully and finally), the [...]
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ambivalent (adj.) having mixed feelings or contradictory ideas about something or someone… Yesterday late in the afternoon, I received an email referencing this piece. I’ve read it several times since, and caught myself mulling over aspects of it. Politeness. Authority. Acculturation and silence. Self-negation. But Verlyn Klinkenborg’s piece is about writing, isn’t it? He acknowledges [...]
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