Tag Archives: family

Thank You…

April 14, 2012

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Cancer. The big ‘C’. With a daunting record across all weight divisions, truly an often overwhelming opponent. One of Mother Nature’s greatest bastard son champions, as she reacts to maintain equilibrium. His success due to his distinct lack of the speed and flash of his more glorified brothers and sisters. No, he is more quietly methodical. Insidiously […]

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Mad Season

April 1, 2012

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I’m sorry. Let’s just get that out, right up front. I hereby formally apologize for anything I may say or do, now or in the near future. It’s April. And it’s my Mad Season. It starts with today, naturally. April Fools’ Day. My birthday. Really. Fitting, isn’t it? Sharpen’s the picture somewhat, yes? You think […]

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Three…

March 3, 2012

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I remember waking up and not really knowing where I was. Seeing the square grid of the overhead bunk’s undercarriage wasn’t helping much. The snoring in a corner of the metallic cave gave a clue… Oh…yeah… …any minute now a mostly hairless Smokey the Bear (hat, and all) was going to burst into these old barracks at the […]

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Love’s Serenade

December 7, 2011

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Lisa’s Song Demo ’95 (Music link. Give it a few seconds to start, depending on your network speed.) It has been a little while since I posted some of the music I’ve made over the years. This song probably should have been the first. It popped up in my iTunes shuffle at work today, and I tend to […]

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Just Let Your Soul Glo

November 12, 2011

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It wasn’t like I was looking for any sort of extra excitement in a Publix, on a weeknight, at the intersection of Grown-up Country Lane and New Suburbia Avenue. I’m there for ‘puppy pads’ (though they’re hardly puppies any more), and something else I was trying not to forget then and can’t remember now… So […]

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What’s your deal, anyway?

September 24, 2011

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It’s Mario Puzo’s fault, man. When I read “Fools Die” as a teenager it was over for me. The first kindred spirit. The first thing I could REALLY relate to. In the box. The feel, the tone, of feeling the box and going a bit crazy about it. Or maybe not crazy enough. Perhaps the […]

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The Ghost of Spalding Gray

September 17, 2011

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I’m not really a storyteller. I am not the guy holding court at the party to an enraptured, enthralled, or captive audience. I have serious potential to be the sensitive guy strumming the guitar on the stairwell, singing “body” like “baaa-dey” because, you know, John Mayer does it; but I know enough Belushi‘s in my life […]

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A Metrosexual Werewolf In Charleston

August 27, 2011

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I wannabe Chris Cornell...

It just sort of threw me from the beginning. I mean, breaking down and getting the Wahl trimmer kit was a break from my unroutine to begin with, my usual manner of dealing with haircuts being: “Pretty scraggly there, Myers. Pain in the butt to deal with, to boot.” and I would get myself to the […]

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