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Dec.26.2012
This last year jittered on the edge of a big bang that fizzled just as surely as the predicted computer apocalypse of 1999. I never believed the whole end of the world portents and fear because I knew that the end of the Mayan calendar was the beginning of a new age and a new calendar. The Mayans...
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Dec.18.2012
There seem to be so many souls departing this Earth at the moment, and others experiencing turbulence and ending in relationships. And with that, is the heartache and readjustment to a life without someone who was there yesterday.
Or are there so many? Perhaps it’s the same amount throughout the...
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Dec.02.2012
It’s that time of the year again, when my inner voices have an unending argument that may even sound a little like some families’ Christmas-dinner conversation writ large: You don’t understand how I feel! The whole world isn’t about you! Why do I have to play by your rules?
The word for today...
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Dec.07.2011
There was one more slip of paper in the hat. My brother's wife, Bobbie, decided she wasn't participating in our Christmas gift drawing because she had already made something for everyone. I took the paper. Bobbie's name was written on it.
"Don't include me," she said when I showed her the paper...
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Dec.16.2010
I relish reaching far back into time to truly gain perspective on my favorite holiday gifts. Its the mid to early fifties in El Paso ,texas. I am 4 years old. we live on brown street, in a snug house with a unit in the back. If we were lucky during christmas, it would leave a blanket of snow all...
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Dec.12.2010
"Rudolph, won't you guide my slay tonight?"
LINK TO ALL MY CAT TALK CARTOONS:
http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=225653&id=666152165&l=28c2d669c9
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Dec.23.2009
--Can a tall, thin, 58-year-old Jewish man achieve fulfillment as a Rent-A-Santa?
A buxom aspiring female Santa Claus in a quilted down jacket swaggers out of room C1 in the Civic Center.
I'm next in line for my "Rent-A-Santa" interview....
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Dec.23.2009
I come from a rather devout Roman Catholic family. My father was almost a priest in his youth and my mother converted to Roman Catholicism to marry him. As such, we spent a lot of time in church, every Sunday and on Christmas Eve, midnight mass.
Before we went, my father would gather my sister and...
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Dec.17.2009
I'm sick to death of Santa. Not the one I came to know and love via numerous Christmas stories and TV specials (nod to Rudolph the Red Nose Reindeer), but the one that has been foisted upon us by countless advertising executives. Last night was the last straw.
I was in bed with my wife reading as...
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Dec.16.2009
Not too shabby a front-page arts review of my Christmas show:
http://www.facebook.com/l/8032a;thephoenix.com/Portland/Arts/94500-Holiday-shorts/
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