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Friday, October 26, 2018

Thus the Title


With Election Day getting closer and closer, and the anticipation and excitement building and building, I found myself thinking about how, as much as I am enjoying the build-up - the latest news impacting my side as either a pro or a con, and the daily reports of the latest polling, and tracking it closely every single day on spreadsheets and in conversations with like-minded friends, I mostly just wish so much that Election Day would hurry the heck up and get here.

But then I thought about the feeling I get afterwards and the loss of that excitement and anticipation and how quickly I revert back to my day-to-day routine, with only an afterglow and the memory of what a really, really good time it was, the leadup and the actual climax of seeing the voting results in the races where my team was successful in its conquest and accomplishing their goal.

And it struck me how similar politics, sports and sex are.

Wednesday, October 17, 2018

Don't plan to be again in my 70's though


I heard a weather report the other day that called for tomorrow's temperatures to be high in the 70's, and I thought, well, how about that. So was I on occasion.

Thursday, September 6, 2018

Friday, August 31, 2018

life again imitating art


My Dad used to tell us that the biggest challenge in watercoloring was convincing yourself to stop.

It struck me recently that the exact opposite is true of getting to the gym.

Thursday, April 12, 2018

Ain't life grand?



We can use colors to clash horribly or merge beautifully.

We can use words to express opinions that make people turn ugly and defensive or we can use them to make beautiful poetry or literature.

We can watch a human being walk into a school and rip 17 kids to shreds with bullets and hate and in a matter of minutes, lifetimes will be impacted forever, sometimes in immediate death, sometimes in emotional scars that last a lifetime.

We can look outside and see delicate snowflakes gently floating down to earth juxtaposed against a background of the pink buds of a tree in mid-April bloom.

Thus is the beauty, ugliness and confusion that surrounds us and challenges us everyday.

Friday, March 23, 2018

Not to mention a gift to civilization


Harvey Weinstein probably used to think of himself as God's gift to women. Given all that has happened around the world with the #MeToo movement, I'd have to agree that at great cost to the victims, he was exactly right.

Monday, March 19, 2018

I like to think the left is the feminine side...though i also prefer the feminine back side



Interesting that it's considered a compliment among my female friends to observe that a man seems to be in touch with his feminine side but if a man were to tell a woman that she seems to be in touch with her masculine side, it would be an insult on multiple levels.

Not saying I disagree, just interesting, and a little revealing, about just what is open to interpretation.

Thursday, March 15, 2018

And there's the (back?) rub


Wow. 6 months later. And here now, 6 months worth of deep thought:

It seems like women in particular and semi-stereotypically, as opposed to men that is, put a lot of emphasis on judging whether they want to sleep with a man by how he treats her leading up to that decision, when the better test of a man's character is how he treats her after they have slept together.

There's probably a joke that could follow as to having things ass-backward, but that's an image that probably isn't appropriate in this context.


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