A good day is a minefield eluding the devil with every step as she smiles that sideways smile with hair falling in her eyes. I step past to a more diligent place where I can stay busy with an active brain and not think about the lure of an open field where the devil stands at the edge waiting watching wondering how long before I give in. which, of course, I do. minefields are dangerous. and sometimes you…
Yesterday at the park my 15-yo soccer-playing daughter challenged me to a footrace. Now I’m 52, but am still pretty fast and years ago I swore to her that for as long as I live I’ll always beat her in a sprint. My initial reaction to her challenge was no. Since my thumb surgery in October, I haven’t worked out much and, as a result, I’m in pretty bad shape. But it was like 70 degrees yesterday and I was…
For their whole lives, my teenage daughters have heard me talk about the idea of fate and how God is constantly talking to us, but that it’s up to us to have a willingness to listen. Mostly these little lessons have been met with some yawns. Yeah yeah, Dad, we get it. Only, they don’t. Few people do, I’d guess. Hell, I’ve had to learn this over 52 years, and I still have to remind myself daily. Last night we were heading into…
When you live in a bubble, it’s hard to understand people who don’t live in there with you. This is especially true when you live in a bubble of diversity and the nation just elects someone who only seems to care about one ethnicity, religion, sexual orientation, etc. etc. You’re shocked. Repulsed. Amazed. How could this be? I’ll tell you how it could be, because you live in a bubble. Sure it’s a diverse bubble filled with rainbows and happy…
toiling away in the wide open fields of my mind i dreamed of becoming a writer making a living rustling birds from the brush plucking them from the sky and placing them into rows on a page but life came calling and the mortgage demanded payment so i went to work selling my time to the machine of commercialism turning away from those open fields to focus on factory floors where industry clanged away and blindfolded automatons worked eight hours…
This is a map of the population of the United States. The areas shaded in blue contain as many American citizens as the areas shaded in gray. Crazy, right? Here’s a link to that map data so you can see for yourself. Note, not all of the areas shaded in blue vote democrat, although many do. This is just to visually represent how the population is spread out. And urban centers (where more people live) tend to skew more liberal/progressive/democratic. I’m not here…
