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A second post about Roast Duck

The following is inspired by actual events.  Some details have been changed (i.e. made more gruesome and shocking) to make it more interesting.  I don’t know why I felt the need to tell you that. The chicken flew out of … Continue reading

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Day 89 post 89

This is the penultimate post. Day 89 post 89. It’s really the last normal post if you think about it. I mean, think about the last day of school or the last day of work. It’s never normal. It always … Continue reading

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Good Old Fashioned Nightmare

This is odd. Last night I slept in my 5 year old’s bed while the little sick one slept with mommy. Shortly after falling asleep, I was having a fun little dream about watching a TV show on a movie … Continue reading

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I think way too much about haircuts

I need a haircut. I’ve needed a haircut for about 2-1/2 weeks. I normally need a haircut starting about a week before my appointment at Snapdragon. A week and a half ago my appointment was canceled. Here’s my point. Should … Continue reading

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Shift Happens

Little Simone got sick tonight.  She’s 5.  Poor thing has a dry cough and it has caused her to throw up a couple of times. And the Pacers are losing really badly. So it is the perfect time to switch … Continue reading

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Leadership – Making a Difference

I haven’t posted since Thursday night.  So what have I been up to?  Creating.  Inspiring.  Making a difference. This weekend was the kickoff of the 11 week program known as Vision in Action (VIA).  I am one of the coaches. … Continue reading

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Bored or boring?

“This is boring.” The young teenager was not impressed with Shakespeare’s fine work. Mr. Carter, my junior high school English teacher, asked, “Could it be that you are bored not because the material is boring but because you are boring?” … Continue reading

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