I wish I could carry Some of your load The tent or the food As we trudge down this road Your boots or your packs The water or saddle To give you time away From this sand blown battle Just 5 minutes would do To give you some peace With only your … Continue reading Camels Kissing
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Love Your Darlings
Years ago I was talking to a writer friend about her craft. She wrote professionally and reflected that in her profession, you often have to “kill your darlings.” This refers to the sad reality (at least for the one doing the writing) that very often, your most dear and (at least to you) poignant words … Continue reading Love Your Darlings
Gimme Your Card
I’ve always wanted to use that in conversation for any reason. Brother Wilmot used to say that when I went to the all-boys Catholic high school. “Your card” was your demerit card and “Gimme …”meant that you were probably about to get JUG (Justice Under God), the Jesuit euphemism for detention. But this post … Continue reading Gimme Your Card
Your Next Thought
Mitch had been a great guy to have in my side in sobriety. He recently celebrated 9 years of sobriety and I had an in-depth conversation with him at the Cornhusker Roundup about being a single guy a sobriety. That situation itself has proved interesting to say the least because I don’t have the … Continue reading Your Next Thought
Dead Poets Honor
No one would have dreamed of doubting your fireThe flame to make us laughAnd to feel, think and weepYou gave Neil the courage to be PuckYou gave Will the courage to be realAnd you gave Reeves the courage to smileWhen Lorne had his birthdayYou poked fun at BuseyAnd all kneeledIn praise of the Fisher KingBut it … Continue reading Dead Poets Honor
Let Me Stand Next to Your Fire
“Oh, they didn't take the stove out too?" she asked. Greg and I looked at each other quizzically. "Who didn't take the stove out?" I asked. "The firemen." It's an honest mistake, I guess. After a fire, I suppose people do have instances of extremely mild PTSD. Although so far, I was handling it … Continue reading Let Me Stand Next to Your Fire
Million-Dollar Idea, Pt. 4
A Facebook Friend recently posted a photo of her darling little dog (by the way, I am coming to dislike the term Facebook Friend. While accurate, it just somehow seems so impersonal, though a FB friend she is. And as I always say, it is what it is) after a dental extraction. I really sound very … Continue reading Million-Dollar Idea, Pt. 4
Looking Under the Hood
I’ve been going over in my head the dilemma of how I should approach these online dating blog posts with humor and witty banter while not being mean or judgmental. And then I decided that that can’t be done. So let’s just have a little good-natured fun with my massive superiority complex firmly in check, … Continue reading Looking Under the Hood
Fun with Texting
I fought the temptation to get texting capacity on my phone for some time. I even explicitly told my phone company I didn't want to be able to receive or send texts from anyone. Anywhere. At all. That was yet another foolhardy thing I was taking a stand on. I realized later that, like so many … Continue reading Fun with Texting
Pals
This weekend, in a galaxy far, far away, there was a gathering at a place called Bedlam Farm. It consisted of a number of the members of the Open Group for Bedlam Farm, a Facebook group I belong and known alternately as a Ministry of Encouragement where a bunch of a creative types like myself … Continue reading Pals
My Zen Brain 