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Showing posts from September, 2011

Another New Year

We're on the verge of another New Year and in the midst of so many changes that my head is spinning. I am doing my best to view all of these as opportunities. Doing my best to maintain a positive attitude and take it on as best I can. But I would be lying if I said that sometimes it feels like everything is harder than it should be or that there aren't moments where I want to stand outside and scream at the universe to STFU. I feel a bit like Tevye in the I wish I was a Rich Man scene. While things could be much worse they could be much better and would that really be such a stretch. But then again within the last week I learned that one friend lost her nine month old son and another lost her mother and sister. Lost of course being the euphemism that some people use to say that someone died. August certainly had its moments. Grandpa died, my sister got married a week later and then we moved. It really is the kind of thing that makes some of us go WTF, but that is

Punching At The Wind

A new insertion for Fragments of Fiction Have you ever seen a one-armed man punching at nothing but the breeze? Johnny stood in the doorway and looked out at the cars driving by on the street and remembered days long gone by when he would jump in the Camaro and just drive. He closed his eyes and remembered....Remembered what it was like to open the window and hit the freeway destination unknown. Remembered what it was like when he had nothing but freedom to do as he wished and countless hours within which to do it. Those were days to remember. That car may not have been alive but it might as well have been a dog or a horse. It was a big part of him and it shared more than a few adventures. If those wheels could speak they would told a colorful tale or two. They might have mentioned quiet moments in the mountains or sunsets painted across a bright blue sky and set against the sea. They might have spoken of the persons who spent time in those places and shared their thoug

Who Knew that Blues Clues Could Help You Get Lucky

Debunking the Palestine Lie

Frank Drebin, An American Hero

How Babies Learn To Speak

This is fascinating.

A Few Posts To Read

Recent posts from here and there and a couple of old ones mixed in for your reading pleasure: Transitions and Delusions  Time Stand Still  I Really Should Be Packing The First Day of School It Is Called Life The Wisdom of Words The Heart Wants What The Heart Wants