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#53: See Cirque du Soleil the Blue Man Group

I first went to Las Vegas when I was 24 years old.  I made the trip to “Sin City” with my parents and sister, a few months after my younger sibling’s 21st birthday.  When I submitted my vacation request to … Continue reading

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An “average” day

Since I don’t have children, am not in school, and do not care for elderly parents, some people wonder what I do on the days when I’m not working. Today was a day full of strange experiences – and yet, … Continue reading

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People, be cool.

Earlier this week I had the opportunity to visit my parents at their soon-to-be-full-time retirement house.  (My mom is living there half-time; my dad hopes to join her in the next 6-8 months or so, at which point they will … Continue reading

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Puppy love

I participate in a meditation community where members share brief stories via email about how their practice is going.  It’s a way for the individual doing the sharing to delve deeper into his/her practice, and a way for people receiving … Continue reading

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A corny joke

So I’m sitting at my in-laws house on a lazy Friday afternoon, catching up on emails, when I discover that I had failed to read a blog post from one of my writing buddies when it (the post) arrived in my … Continue reading

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Help Not Wanted

I am over halfway through a two-month-long hospice volunteer training program.  This evening I attended session #5, where one of the tasks each person in our group needed to complete was to receive (then pass) a tuberculosis test.  The volunteer coordinator … Continue reading

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The dramedy of caring for a dog

Today as I was getting ready to take the puppies for their morning walk, I noticed that the box of poop bags had instructions on them.  For over a year (not to mention during the five years we had our … Continue reading

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An inside joke

On a walk around the neighborhood a few days ago, I passed by a not-quite-three-year-old boy and his mother playing in their front lawn.  The boy was pushing around dirt at the base of a big tree in the middle … Continue reading

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Remember when….

I am a highly organized person, but not by choice.  Rather, I have to use managerial structures (schedules, routines, systems) to compensate for the fact that I have a completely crappy memory.  I live by the adage, “A place for … Continue reading

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The signs say…

This morning as I was walking in to work, I saw a new downtown billboard: I chuckled out loud at the sentiment, then saw a website beneath the bold message: Intrigued by the cheekiness of the ad, when I got … Continue reading

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