Category: Thoughts
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The Cure for Homelessness
“Dive bomb!” A person on the Metro red line had been tossing plastic baggies of puzzle pieces at people’s feet on the train. Once, as the doors opened, she waited until they were just about to close, yelled “Dive Bomb!” and tossed a puzzle piece baggie at a passerby on the platform. This was our…
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Eating for Pleasure
It’s 6:00 PM on a Saturday and I’m dusting mushrooms. No, that’s not a euphemism; I am literally dusting mushrooms with an unused shaving brush. You may not have realized it (I didn’t), but there is a hefty amount of dirt on those mushrooms we all buy at the grocery store, sealed in shrink wrap…
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Figuring It Out
I haven’t typically shared deeply personal things on this blog. Sure, I offer goofy quips about myself and my family on my About page, and most of my posts have a personal slant to them. But I haven’t gotten truly personal. I think that’s going to change. I mean, no, I’m not going to give…
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This To-Do List Will Not Kill Me
A while back I wrote about using a bullet journal to save my brain. An ambitious title and idea, for sure. I wouldn’t necessarily say my brain has been saved. Marginally boosted? Whatever. I still love my bullet journal and I use it every day. But the main concept behind my daily use is something…
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I have no idea what the hell I’m doing, either
It’s true. Sometimes I have no idea what the hell I’m doing. Do you know? All the time? Or are you like me, where sometimes you figure out one part but in another area you’re completely lost? I don’t have everything all planned out with a clear agenda, all the time. I’m constantly evaluating where…
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A Piece of Buried Treasure
Have you ever imagined stumbling across buried treasure? I’m guessing a lot of us have. And maybe for a lot of us, the image of a chest full of gold doubloons being held onto by a pirate skeleton leaps to mind. Or maybe it’s Amelia Earhart’s plane. For some of us, stumbling on treasure might…
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New Year: What’s the Big Whoop?
Last day of the year. Duh. Why do we make this so significant in our lives? In a practical sense, nothing really changes from the 31st to the 1st. It’s all in our heads, we make it up. Another Saturday to Sunday. Big whoop, right? But it is significant. Moving from one year into the…
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It’s Okay to Hate Mastodon
“I don’t get Mastodon.” “It’s just another version of twitter, but run by leftists.” “I don’t want to have to learn how to build a server just to talk to my friends.” “The main drawback is that it’s boring! Otherwise it’s a functional twitter clone.” These are some of the comments I’ve been seeing on…
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Surveiled
I took my regular walk in my neighborhood this morning. It was Sunday, already hot at 10:00 am, and super quiet. No one was around except for the odd car driving by. Suddenly, I heard a cheery, female voice. “Hi!” it said. I looked around, but didn’t see anyone. “You are being recorded,” said the…
