Soft Shoulders

So there we were, Theresa and I, driving through the Painted Desert, sometime in 1992.  Pre-Heather and Dylan.  Pre-Darwin.  Free to roam the planet. The Painted Desert is a pretty part of Arizona.  It looks something like this: If you’re reading this, you should think to yourself “that looks sandy”.  That fact will be important  […]

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Fried Dumplings

I have a Pleasure Center in my brain.  I don’t know what that part of the brain is called, but I know where it is.  It is midpoint between my ears. This isn’t the place where deep thought happens.  This is the Cave Man Center. —– If you want to find out what a stimulates […]

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483-4422

Everything in the following story is completely true. Except for the parts that I made up. —– My friend Rich was in law school in 1985.  He won a mock jury competition in law school, and a party was in order.  His plan was to invite everyone who participated in the mock jury to the […]

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TCA 14 Black

TCA 14 Black played in the Regional Qualifying tournament yesterday at Spooky Nook, in Mannheim, Pa. My daughter, Dylan, is on the team. For the non-volleyballers out there, the qualifying process is:  the girls have two chances to qualify during the spring.    Last weekend they attended one qualifying tournament in Maryland, and did not […]

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Oxygen

I read a few mountain-climbing books recently.  Theresa recommended “Into Thin Air”, by Jon Krakauer.  Then I read another two of his books, and two more by other authors. All of the books focused on the challenges of the climb.  Some of the challenges seemed obvious to me-  the cold, the snow, the physicality of […]

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