Semi-Daily Scribbles
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Category: Lessons
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Hey Phil, I don't care you are a forerunner on the Fake News front. Good on ya, I say. You made a few coins, picked up a loyal batch of readers, and pulled one over on those who thought they picked up a few IQ points reading your hinterland dispatches. Though I will never know…
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Ah sweet, sweet irascible you! Discernment is in your DNA. And how those snobby pants fit you just right! But I got lessons to learn from you. Like love. THE YOUNG PERSON'S GAME. I'm not interested in being a young person, but understanding what the ticker wants = Life Goals. Purge and Release and Have…
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"You always ask me. But what about you? Why are you here?" "For the paycheck. But seriously … I'm here to be me and shine a light in dark places. Like this office. Plus I'm a runner and need to learn how to do that surrender thing. Yeah, life lessons. To learn them so I…
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I got teary-eyed at work the other day. It caught me off-guard. Then I remembered 8/12 was coming up. It's not like you are ever far from my thoughts. That twinge of melancholia was a reminder of the day your Pa and I sent you off on your journey. I like to think your biological…
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A fistful of feathers will get us up and over and down the mountain, but all that downy comfort may not a transformative journey make. What's the sense in descending upon a foregone conclusion? We are explorers with our manila envelopes crammed with crumpled notes, extra pair of socks and love of getting lost. We…
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FleshBots need patience and a sense of humor. That's why I laughed when Chad handed me a 3 Musketeers and said, "You're a rail. Eat this." Would it have made a difference if I'd said, "Where I come from, we're all rails?" Let's step out of the body. My lack of padding made you uncomfortable,…
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The last big water I bathed in was the Grand Prismatic. It was during that soak I awoke with the following knowledge: I can raise my vibration as high as my thighs. Flukes don't like hot sauce.Never trust a coyote propelled by pulleys and ropes.The key to beautiful skin is someone else's.Plaid is The Path…
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The Sales Associate asked what I was doing with the couple pair of jeans I had draped across my left arm. "I'm on my way to the dressing room to try them on?" "Go ahead," she said, "but show me when you're ready." "Ok?" "Trust me. I know how to size people. It's my job.…
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How's your journey coming along? Have you added another page to your Summer Soliloquy? I came to visit you last night. The wall I jumped was 10 feet tall. And when I got to the front door? You'd moved your mountain even higher into the clouds. At least you left me toeholds and cedar pegs…
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Second Acts. Encores. Whatcha gonna do when you no longer have to punch a clock? I don't golf. The thought of a cruise ship holiday makes my butthole pucker. I've been making art since I was a child, so that's not going to change, but neither will it pay for my upkeep in old age.…
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