Tag Archives: Childhood

Lunchroom Economics :: Thoughts on self-worth by association

I consider myself to be rather independent thinking. Not totally swept up in what’s popular. Not desperately looking for others approval. I consider myself to be beyond that. And I have proven myself wrong almost every day of my life… … Continue reading

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Driveway Basketball

Our family was recently given a basketball hoop by some very gracious friends. Their children are all grown and out of the house now and they didn’t want the thing in their driveway anymore (especially after the wind blew it … Continue reading

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The Empty Office Next Door (or maybe, Friends Are Friends Forever…kind of)

The office is empty. The desk is vacant. There is a line of dust on the bookshelf that reveals the place where books once rested. And my friend is gone… Off to the next leg of his journey, with his … Continue reading

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The Death Of Robin: How Grace Killed My Dreams…

As a kid, I always had a very active imagination. I could entertain myself for hours, with nothing more than my own thoughts.  Sometimes creating alternate realities where the fate of the world would ultimately depend on my hand-to-hand martial … Continue reading

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Getting To Know Myself :: Confessions Of An Introvert

When I was a kid, people sometimes called me “shy.” I hated those people…. At least, I hated them for that moment. I’m sure they weren’t trying to be mean, but I feel that I can speak for all introverts … Continue reading

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“You Used To Be Awesome” and other depressing compliments Brett Favre will have to get used to…

Guys get so mad at athletes who stay in the game “too long.” I mean, we can harbor serious resentment for these dudes when they don’t retire at the “top of their game.” As if, somehow, their career choice actually … Continue reading

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Why I’m Not Superman.

I think that the writer of the Superman story was a genius.  I think this, primarily because they didn’t make their character a human (at least not one from earth).  There are plenty of ways to explain an earthling having … Continue reading

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