I enjoy writing of all types from technical instructional manuals to journal entries to poetry and more. In many cases this is just a way for me to arrange my thoughts, be able to replicate something I’ve done, or work through things. For journal entries, it is a way for me to somewhat reliably remember an event. From what I have heard and read, the human brain does not store memories in a “read-only” fashion, so each time you revisit that memory it may change and that change may perpetuate to the next time it is “remembered” and possibly changed again. That is why some of my journal entries end with a note that too much time has passed since the event so I do not trust that all the details would be true at least to my perception at the time. On the other hand, a memory is more than just facts. Sometimes the feelings around a memory or thought will take hold resulting in a short story or an essay. Those are the sorts of things that you will find here. Please enjoy (or not) these brief glimpses into my mind and accounts of certain days in my and my family’s life.
Ann had two birthday parties to attend yesterday; one of them being a sleep-over. That left William and I to our own devices for several hours. All of us hung out in the morning before Ann’s gatherings and ate lunch before dropping Ann off at her first engagement. William and I ran a couple errands […]
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I don’t seem to have much luck with rabbits. Several years ago at the old house, I was mindlessly mowing the lawn listening to music when all of a sudden something leaped out of the ground right in front of the lawnmower. After recovering from that jerk back to reality, I realized that I was
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We just returned from a vacation to Washington D.C. First of all: a huge thanks to my Michigan parents for providing this as we would not have gone without them financing the whole thing! It was a great trip with several stories to tell, but I’ll try to stick with just an overview. Monday: It’s
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We had her party before her actual birthday and all had a good time. For her party, she wanted to eat out with a small group of friends, go ice skating and then head back to the house for cake and general playing around. She insisted on making and frosting her own cake, although after
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My neighbor has this ATV with a snowplow on it. His brother lives on the other side of me. Since brother 1, (the one with the ATV—the older one I think), clears brother 2’s driveway when it snows enough to break out the heavy equipment, I benefit because he leaves the plow down and clears
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I wonder if there’s a “can’t feel what you’re carrying behind you” gene. Why do I wonder this? Well, this morning while herding the kids out the door for school I find William just standing in the hallway with a dazed look on his face. “Time to go, bud”, I tell him. “I can’t find
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Ann came into my office after bed asking if we could talk. “Of course,” I said. She couldn’t sleep and just wanted to talk to me about what she was thinking about and how she was feeling. We’ve had these sorts of chats before, but this time it was somehow different. I’m not sure how
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For the past couple of weeks I’ve been trying to tame my office in my free time. It’s not a large space, but somehow it’s turned into a monstrous project. I’ve managed to put a lot of things in their appropriate places, (e.g. not “staging” piles), but you couldn’t tell now as it’s full again
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I have been listening to the song “Walk Like an Egyptian” for most of the evening. It wasn’t me playing it over and over; it was the kids. I don’t have anything against the song. If it came on the radio I wouldn’t turn it off and I probably have it in my music collection
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A while back I asked William what we wanted to do for his birthday. I expected something like take his class to Zap Zone for laser tag, go ice skating, go to Chuck-E-Cheese, etc. Instead, he said he wanted to eat out and then come home and play “sports” with friends. I was a little
