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  • Summer’s Bucket List

    I have decided that this summer is about new experiences – getting out more, trying new things, learning something new.  So far, I give myself a bit fat “C” – I’m not exactly failing in my goals, but I’m not passing with flying colors, either. The first thing on my summer “bucket list” (thank you,…

  • Bullies

    I’ve been following the Phoebe Prince story – the story of the 15-year-old girl who recently committed suicide after being bullied at school. Over the past week, I’ve found myself reading excerpts from various articles and books like Barbara Coloroso’s “The Bully, The Bullied and The Bystander” trying to wrap my head around the nature of bullying…

  • Post to Friends: My Dream

    Every year I’m asked what I want for my birthday, just like the rest of you, and I sit on Amazon trying to think of things I wouldn’t mind collecting dust on a bookshelf; it’s my annual birthday/Christmas routine. But you know what I really want? and not necessarily for my birthday? I want as…

  • Dear

    I think I’ve mentioned that my blog entries are ostensibly letters without the “Dear” (I was never a “dear” sort of person) and for those friends who got a kick out of my letters. Old news for you guys. When you see several week lulls, I’m caught up in the every day stuff that is…

  • The Listener

    I had lunch with “the guys” earlier this week – former co-workers that helped make one of my many stupid jobs bearable. These are “the guys” who call me by my first name (and get away with it, because there’s no point fighting it and if I whine, they’ll only post the whine on their…

  • The Sum of All Men

    One of the things I personally hate about bumping into people you haven’t seen in awhile is that one obligatory question you always get, “What have you been up to?” Which really amounts to about three questions: Are you married? Do you have kids? and What is your job? Some how these are the three…

  • A Note to Scott

    Scott, I remember the first time I met you – and maybe we’d met before, but it was the first time I got into my head that “Scott is Daddy’s friend”. You were newly divorced, moving into a new place, Ben & I were playing something along the lines of Tarzan and Meghan, one of…

  • Update for Charla

    Since my step-mom uses this blog as an update on what’s going on (or what I’m thinking about) and I’ve been really bad about posting lately, I thought I’d update her. My apologies to the rest of you who probably are a couple of seconds from yawning if you go much past this sentence. Sam…

  • Dungeons & Dragons: Goodbye to Gary Gygax

    I remember my first exposure to Dungeons & Dragons. It was the “it” game in the 1970’s and because it was the “it” game my mother grabbed a copy from the local Toy Box (it was the overpriced mall version of Toys R Us back in the day – before Kaybee). Knowing my mother, she…

  • Everything Happens for a Reason

    WARNING: Yes, every now and again you get an actual warning before a post because I can feel something very un-ladylike is about to spew forth from my fingers – it’s when my writing becomes less whatever it is and more about channeling Louis Black. In other words, I’m ANGRY and on the edge of…