Good times.
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Monday, December 23, 2013
Sunday, December 22, 2013
Is There a Fork in My Back?
Rationality is unfamiliar real estate for most
sports fans. This despite the fact that hope so rarely
triumphs over reason. Perhaps that’s why, when the underdog wins, it creates an
indelible memory. The unexpected moments in life, the unpredictable moments
that cause us joy or pain; they stay with us.
Saturday, December 21, 2013
Some Dreams Come True... Don't They?
I almost never remember my dreams but I had a
dream so vivid last night that I woke up elated, relaxed and happy. For the
briefest of moments. Then I realized it was Saturday and the insanity of
Christmas 2013 had yet to peak (I’m thinking 2:30pm on Monday). I say that
after the blood pressure pushing anxiety of flying my daughter back home in
between two major snowstorms, driving down to Logan at night in single digit
temps and driving white-out snow. That was bad but we’re talking Christmas,
here. It will surely get worse before it gets better. But I digress. Back to my dream…
Friday, December 20, 2013
That's Just Your Opinion Man
I guess I find it disturbing that anyone would
look to the person described as “the Patriarch of ‘Duck Dynasty’” for advice of
a cultural or spiritual nature but apparently this matters. Phil Robertson has
offered his opinions on homosexuality (sinful and icky) and race (African
Americans were much happier when they were riding in the back of the bus). Fans
of the show and conservatives have come to Robertson’s defense on the basis of
his 1st Amendment right to say stupid things; it’s just what he
believes, after all, and that should be cool. Chill out, America. I mean, we
all know this is what most of the 60-something white men in America believe,
don’t we?
Thursday, December 19, 2013
It's Full of Stars
China launched and landed a rover on the moon. I mentioned it to a
friend of mine and he said, “Here comes the new space race!” I don’t think so
but if that was the case I think it would be an opportunity lost. Why not
internationalize the space program? I suppose I see something like that as one
or more bricks on the Yellow Brick Road. Heart, hope and happily ever after
lies just up ahead. I don’t know. It seems kind of boring, doesn’t it?
Everybody living in peace and happiness and matching teal tunics. We like to think
of our lives in heroic terms rather than seek a contemplative life. We
struggle, we compete, we overcome. Man vs. man, man vs. himself, man vs.
nature. Man vs. those extra 10 pounds.
Monday, December 16, 2013
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