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Life is a Series of Fractures
Life is a series of fractures. I don’t just say this because I’ve been known by the somewhat offensive, but warmly meant, nickname of “Gimpy”—after I fell down two flights of cement stairs and busted myself up thoroughly on the first day of class—or because I’ve been known as “accident prone” since I was twelve, injuring myself so often that when I moved back from the East Coast I donated five pairs of crutches meant to be used in different types of weather. I say this, because, in my experience, it is the truth. Whether those fractures be emotional or physical, there will come a time when something will damage…
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Nook Tablet
I have a To Do List a mile long (which is next to absolutely no surprise if you know me) and have more books than I really know what to do with. I read incessantly and my collection of books is proof of this (really, I just need to buy a library and retrofit it to make a home of the place). I’ve got books under my bed, above my closet, on 5 bookshelves, in a drawer, stacked on my nightstand, and 15 boxes of them in storage. I love books. I adore the feel of the paper and the scent of the ink. I’m in reverent awe of word…
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A reunion, kids, a job, birthdays, and a wedding = crazy fun
So, a couple of updates for folks. This has been a month of things changing for me. My old college friends have changed in many ways and in other ways, are just the same. My kids are growing up on me while I’m far away from them. Some are making money as they follow their dreams of becoming musicians. Others are pursuing math, theatre, dance, psychology, cosmotology school, motherhood, fatherhood…the list goes on and on. I got my first sunburn in fourteen years (man are they itchy…how do people put up with these things on a regular basis?) One of my closest friends has gotten married to his girlfriend of…