New Years Resolutions checkin
Less Censorship, Keep Moving Forward
Read more "New Years Resolutions checkin"Monday March Madness
The first solid Monday of the month of March is a day of strategy. For me, the month of March has always been a month of action, development, production and completion. March is a lion. March has always been a five week month for me, and that allows for things to be accomplished. Even the […]
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It’s kind of a late start for me this morning, and I’m feeling physically, emotionally and intellectually uncomfortable. My search for a new job is creating feelings of angst and anxiety. I know that everything will work out and everything will be okay, it’s still just that. I’m writing this today and posting it to […]
Read more "Just Write"Windchill makes Chicago the Ninth Circle
Chicago is known as the second city, but for the next 48 hours it will also be known as the ninth circle. In Divine Comedy, the Dante Alighieri epic poem, Dante describes his journey into and through hell. Albeit it was the 14th century when his work was published, he most certainly missed one of the […]
Read more "Windchill makes Chicago the Ninth Circle"Snowday, Winter Weather Advisory
Horrible weather has befallen upon my city, and it’s a good thing. Record setting low temperatures, windchills of astronomical proportions and 500 shades of gray. The snow has fallen all night atop the previous snow and it’s over one foot deep. I prepared for the first snow by filling my red plastic 5 gallon gasoline […]
Read more "Snowday, Winter Weather Advisory"The Waiting Room
We are at the Doctors Office this morning and I’m waiting. We’ve checked in with the receptionist and were told to sit and someone will be right with me. There are half a dozen other people here waiting, some are patients and others are presumably drivers, caregivers or loved ones. We are all waiting. I’m […]
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It was Sunday, November 2, 1975. I was twelve years old and in the sixth grade. My parents had been divorced for two years and my dad hadn’t yet skipped out on me. I had spent the weekend at my dads apartment and his friends picked us up in their conversion van. I remember the […]
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