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  As a (mostly) lifelong Washingtonian, I have been a fan of the Redskins football team for many years. In thinking about the controversy regarding the name, which some people find offensive, I have been hoping that the name would not change, for a couple of reasons. First, the name...
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 A Comedy in Two Acts, revised for the October 2013 Production by Theater 11.) My first play. I couldn't get the formatting  right, so I included the image. 
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I have decided to teach a  course on writing comedy. I am charging a million dollars per student, which seems like a good start, since everybody laughs when I tell them.
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My Epitaph (which I am not planning on using anytime soon): I know what you're thinking.
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The most important part of choosing a title for your book is making sure the acronym is easy to type. I selected the title of my novel The Marriage of True Minds primarily because the acronym TMOTM is distinctive yet involves only three letters evenly spaced on the keyboard.  Shakespeare...
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"So let me get this straight" (apropos of nothing, a great line from Guys and Dolls): my reflection in the mirror occurs because light bouncing off my face bounces off the mirror, then back to my face (and eyes). But not all the light is reflected; some is absorbed. Makes you wonder: what...
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Oh!, to write a poem that starts with Oh!, or woe even would be completely fine, thus would be good, or thusly, even thine, but oh! would thusly be thine end of woe.   
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Yeah, it doesn't make sense to me  either.
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Therefore all seasons shall be sweet to thee, Whether the summer clothe the general earth With greenness, or the redbreast sit and sing Betwixt the tufts of snow on the bare branch Of mossy apple-tree, while the nigh thatch Smokes in the sun-thaw; whether the eave-drops fall Heard only...
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                                     Art and eloquence, And all the shows o' the world are frail and vain To weep a...
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Not the network, the Poet. I have been asked to explain my admiration of Shelley, and all I can say is that he is my (somewhat late) midlife crisis. Shelley I should have liked as a young poet, but much preferred Yeats (and still do all in all). But now I can pick up and read anywhere in Shelley...
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We can't just use words for what we know. We need words for what we don't know. I don't know floop.
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  When I awake from this long sleep what shall my eyes behold? My pillow is a willow wreath, My bed a slab of stone. The willow dips to greet the morn And glistens now with glee, The stone the rising sun ignores, Immobile yet at peace. The sculptor when he fashioned me Could never reach my...
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Christopher Robin was born today. If only he knew That when he was two all his companions would come to play, and watch as he grew, and all of us too.  
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Very few people who have eaten my cooking realize that I am an expert chef.  My topic today is flipping the omelet. Never flip an omelet from the center. Always flip from the side. If you are right-handed, flip from the left side. If you are left-handed, flip from the right. Never flip from in...
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