I’m Sick and Sick Sucks!

I’m sick! Not the kind of sick that sends you sprinting into the arms of a psychiatrist, although I know a number of people who would argue that’s exactly where I belong. And, who knows: in the end they could be right! Aside from that, who am I to argue! Especially, when the numbers suggest that…

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Teach A Man (Or, A Woman…) To Fish….

I wrote this for my other blog and finished it just a few minutes ago. After reading it through a second time I kind of think it belongs here to…  So, here it is. I love to teach… Well, that’s not actually one hundred percent accurate. What I really love is to help people. And,…

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Guilt By Association…

I feel guilty… almost, like I was cheating on a friend. I should have checked in Friday night or, certainly, some time on Saturday: Maybe, even this morning. But, I definitely feel like I should have checked in… What does that feel like? Well, it kind of feels like ‘playing hookie.’ (Does anyone still call…

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ARRRRGGGGGHHHH!

I hate to keep whining about traveling, but it’s been a while since I’ve found myself a prisoner of the airlines; my time and my life in the hands of a TSA agent who decided I appear to be more of a menace than the scowling, beady-eyed Mullah with no visible body hair going through…

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