The Fine Art of Skinny Dipping

Magic is lost on youth. Everything is possible at the start. It requires some aging to realize we are not able to leap tall buildings in a single bound. Of course later if you know what you’re doing this isn’t out of the realm of possibility. Now the first time I stumbled upon a waterhole where […]

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Tragic-comic reindeer eating

A good street show is funny. You need to appeal to people’s better natures, they aren’t looking for Lear. They don’t want to know what the hell Congress has done now. Of course the pantheon of the tragic-comic life is littered with many terrific examples: George Burns losing Gracie and then rising from his loss […]

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Infinite Pleasures

Everything I thought I knew has been thrown into doubt. I had thought today could be much like any other day. I thought I’d go along and get along. I made the mistake of listening to a physicist. It seems that this one universe we live in might be just one out of an infinite […]

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Change of Heart

It has been time to suck it up. You know the way. You get up earlier. You try harder. You mean to apply yourself. Eat better. Drink more water. Review the plan and then work it. More important try to enjoy it. Having now had a good stint at doing necessary tasks I can put […]

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Free to Play the Game

To celebrate the first day of the rest of my life I had oatmeal. For dessert I took my supplements and finally to get the start of the day off to a rollicking hilarious start I just completed ninety minutes on my recumbent bike. Add to my writing chores I also continue to perform. The […]

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Running South to Tucson

My time in Tucson has been spent with my friend Mark McMahon. Casa Marco’s pad was out on the very furthest reaches of East Tucson out on the end of Speedway. I rolled with this rig and slept in his front yard. We’d hike Saguaro National Park. That’s a favorite place. The coyote and javelina […]

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Classic Street Theater

I studied Shakespeare. I was a ballet dancer. I started out working in theater. I was trained in the classics, at least to the extent that my brain would permit prior to my stomach starting to bellyache about it. Aristotle, Plato, and later Cervantes I discovered had discovered most of what I was discovering. I […]

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