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Aug.04.2013
“Now I know why you blond today. Thank you for pointing out the obvious.” Once again I am down the rabbit hole and  now I am stuck in my dream with two literary devices. Even my dreams are rebelling against me. The once safe haven of the past two years has been grossly violated. “You should...
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Aug.04.2013
I looked at the clock. 27:10.  Great ,wonderful my funny in the head math thing is acting up again. Math dyslexia (dyscalculia) has been one of the biggest things I have struggled with my whole life. It is a strange little beast. When I working on ambulances  saving lives, checking pulses...
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Aug.03.2013
I hate laptop. My laptop kneows this and takes ,really, any opportunity it can to defeat me. It is jealous I suppose because I spend more time with my phone than with it. My phone is smaller, the battery last longer , and most importantly i can play Angry Birds on it So today I posted the blog...
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Aug.03.2013
I have a feeling. At first I thought it was me slipping into a deep depression. Depression has been a very confusing place for me. Not only do I feel  like I am struggling to make it day to day , that is normal for someone who is suffering from depression, but it is also when I do my best work...
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Jul.21.2013
I remember when I was about 25 or 26 years old and a close family member promised he would get me Hank Aaron’s autograph. For those of you who don’t know who Hank Aaron is, it would be to be to simplistic to call him the best baseball player ever. It would be simplistic, yet true, to call him the...
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Jul.20.2013
Right now I am engaged in a battle of unimaginable proportions (see folks we can describe something that is bigger than ‘large’ and not use the word ‘epic’)  between me and the interweb. One of the promises I made for myself. In the blue corner weighing in a slim and trim (round) two hundred...
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Jul.19.2013
There is something  about standing on the edge of complete disaster that really opens up someone to the truths about his life. I wonder if this is what alcoholics refer to as a moment of clarity. I was sitting here today going through the parts of my life that , had I spent  thirty...
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Jul.18.2013
The ending is the toughest part of any good novel or television show. Star Wars pulled it off, so did Gone With the Wind. But they are the only two examples I can think of. How then, one should ask, can anyone pull off  a good ending in life. Oh no, please don’t worry, my life isn’t going to...
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Mar.26.2013
Neil Gaiman's Sandman: Preludes and Nocturnes is not your father's comic book, unless you have a really cool father. Nor is it the type of comic book that you got beat up for reading as a kid. It is a graphic novel. For those who do not know what a graphic novel is , it is exactly like a...
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Jan.16.2013
The post cooking scene was one only forensic expert could love. Various splatter marks covered the wall. It was the sign of a great and mighty struggle, one in which could be only victims and a callous perpetrator. Yet there was no call to the FBI, no slow speed chase that was interrupting a...
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Dec.16.2012
A lot of thoughts have been running through my head following the tragedies in Newtown, Colorado and many others cities over the past year. Sometimes words cannot explain the deep feeling of collective grief we as a nation, but not only that but also all people seem to feel, especially after the...
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Dec.15.2012
 Maybe the Mayans had it right. Maybe there will be a giant alien finger in the sky hitting the CTRL+Alt+Delete button on December 21st. Maybe the earlier promises of the world being taking over by the Toronto raptors by that self-proclaimed prophet  guy in California is not...
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Nov.24.2012
If you are anything like me your knowledge of Alaska is limited to two simple facts. It is cold there It is located left of Hawaii and either in the middle of the Pacific Ocean or near Mexico.   You find out considerably more is true in this Edgar winning mystery by Dana Stabenow. The story...
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Nov.23.2012
A small smile crept across my face. The young woman sitting next to me reminded the other people at the table we were eating at that is was Thanksgiving and then translated what she said into Chinese. I looked down at the red plastic tray which I had been eating from and a twinge of disappointment...
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Nov.15.2012
The keeper of thoughts lay lazily on my desk. With its covers closed it seemed far warmer than I felt right at these moments as I cradled my coffee, as much for the warmth it gave my hands as for the life giving nectar of wholesome goodness that the cup held inside. I wanted to add more thoughts to...
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