I'd like to welcome our studio audience and the viewers at home. Our guest tonight is me.

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What is your idea of perfect happiness?
Achieving the steadfast belief that I matter.

What is your greatest fear?
The overwhelming belief that I don’t matter.

Which words or phrases do you most overuse?
"the" and "of"...and "and"

What do you ( Read more... )

Sometimes, when I let my mind drift back down into the atmosphere, the ablation reveals the bare constructs of what I do (i.e., exist) and how I function (i.e., behave/misbehave) in the relative situations that account for my own humanity ( Read more... )

A coworker is constantly scraping his spoon against the inner surfaces of an empty pudding cup with such rapid-fire ferocity, I think (that he thinks) his life must depend on it.

Ironically, it may be the very thing that gets him strangled.


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There is a lot of ballyhoo surrounding a call-to-arms among the far-right Conservative sheep. But, it all gets sold and bought as a divine anointing. When I step back and shed the mob mentality, and apply some big-picture assessment, I see it only as the gamesmanship of power plays and political posturing (and opportunists seeking wealth and ( Read more... )

I recently had a dream in which my parents were alive again. I was riding my bicycle near my childhood home, though I was my full-sized, fat, adult self. My sister and friends and cousins (who appeared in the dream) were all adults, too ( Read more... )

Last Friday was World Book Day. Perhaps you missed it. It doesn’t seem to get much fanfare (at least not in the states). Don’t really know a lot about it myself, other than it exists and coincides with William Shakespeare’s birthday ( Read more... )

When I was a towheaded tyke, I dipped a few fingers into an opened paint can one bright spring afternoon while my mom was repainting our home's exterior. I remember where the can was sitting in the shade of a sycamore tree, near the corner of our house at the end of the hydrangea bushes. I recall being curious about the paint -- thinking it to be ( Read more... )

The Olympics have always held some magical appeal for me - the human drama and the climactic moment of excelling and achieving.

And the Winter Olympics have inspired a special fascination, which I think is borne of my complete lack of association with events that are contested in the winter games. I grew up in the South, and I've never done any ( Read more... )

Late for a very important date? Or just have some time to kill? Interested in knowledge to absorb? Is your inner geek malnourished?

Maybe you have Wonderland on your brain amidst the wave of marketing for the upcoming Tim Burton offering.

Dive into this cyber rabbit hole, all you Alice-types.

And don't forget: ”Eat me. Drink me.”.

It was 1995. I was lying in the snow, trying to relax. I let myself believe I was concerned about nothing other than the aimless descent of fluffy snowflakes. I'd find one far above and track it all the way to the ground, or, in one case, to the large lens of my gas mask ( Read more... )