As long suffering readers of these Tuesday musings will allow, nothing gives me greater pleasure than my morning perambulations with my 35-pound outrageous ball of fluff terrier mix. Langley never met a stranger. He unabashedly engages with any and every dog he chances upon. His entire quivering body exudes, “Wanna
1) James won his age group in a small local race recently. He ran 10 kilometers in 50 minutes. How great is that? Of course, many of the more talented runners were contesting other distances–half and full marathons–so the competition was modest. Just the same, James won in the 60-64
As it turns out, I’m right. For a little while I thought you might be somewhat right or at least a little bit right. But as it turns out you were thoroughly wrong, 100%. I thought there might be a reason to listen to your point of view, take into
Who wants to feel useless? Answer: Nobody. Not even your children. Especially not your children. Kids want to help out. Kids even want to do dishes. Doing dishes makes them feel like the are part of something, that they are not isolated and alone, that they have a part to
“Yesterday, I saw the sun rise and the sun set from the same chair.” As the risk of missing the point, I replied, “Must be quite a chair.” “Yeah well, everybody studies hard,” Chad went on. “It’s not competitive necessarily. It’s just that the tests are fairly thorough.” “Thorough,” I
a) Sex is a sacred procreative rite between a man and a woman, subsequent to their sanctified marriage: one life, one partner. b) Sex is a gift determined by an individual and her circumstances. She can do with her body what she wants with whomever she likes as long as
A buddy of mine worked for the Public Defender’s Office for a few years before determining that he would prefer a legal career with sufficient pecuniary compensation to allow him to live indoors. Jimmy is now in private practice as a criminal defense attorney. He still feels good about the
A buddy of mine measures his success by the number of his employees who have become millionaires. Can you imagine? He’s not bragging. He’s not taking credit. He’s just an accomplished businessman who gets joy knowing how many of his current or previous employees have a million dollars. I don’t
As regular readers of this column will acknowledge, I thrive on being read, on getting my message out there. I appreciate every response to my weekly columns. Conversation, even controversy, is what this community of writers and readers is all about. I welcome and enjoy your reactions. I appreciate the
1) How does John know he’s gay? He didn’t date any girls in high school. Maybe the REASON he didn’t date any girls in high school is BECAUSE he’s gay. JOHN knows he’s gay. All his friends know he’s gay. His parents are the only one who somehow didn’t notice.
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