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why i run

March 16, 2010

I run for me. To be healthy. To feel better. To look better. To live longer. To be able to eat and drink more of what I want and still be fit. I run because both my grandfathers and my father had heart attacks before they turned 60. To paraphrase Christopher McDougall in Born To Run paraphrasing [...]

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what the backyardigans can teach you about god

December 18, 2009

Christmas snuck up on me this year. It often does, and I know I’m not alone. The older I get, the faster time accelerates. I fully expect to wake up any day and find out it’s 2025. Which will be cool, because surely by then we’ll be able to teleport. But Christmas snuck up on [...]

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who do you trust?

December 2, 2009

This is my first entry in the Write-Of-Passage Writing Well Challenge. Like Mrs. Flinger, whose brainchild this challenge is, I like good writing. I read blogs to get a sense of the personalities behind them, but mostly I read them for stories. Well told stories. Yes, this includes using reasonably good English and not murdering [...]

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curling

July 21, 2009

I like saying parenting is like curling. You know, that sport in the Winter Olympics where they push a big heavy polished stone across ice and then frantically sweep in front of it with brooms to try and guide its course and make it go as far and as straight as possible but they can’t [...]

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dangers of re-entry

July 1, 2009

In high school I experimented with various mood-altering substances. There was alcohol, naturally, but also marijuana and one really lovely afternoon on hash trying to play it straight in front of our friend’s mom as she drove us home. To this day I don’t know if she knew how high we were, but I can’t [...]

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happy birthday, little brother

June 2, 2009

Hi. This post is a bit messy. I don’t want to start with an apology, but I think an explanation is warranted since this is so different from what’s usually on this blog. All this happened 14 years ago. Though I think about it nearly every day, it’s doesn’t haunt me like it used to. [...]