“Tell me about yourself.”
“Well, I’m a straight arrow, a walk the line kind of guy. I play by the rules. I can do exactly what you want, exactly the way you want it.”
“I see. Do you consider yourself a creative thinker?”
“Sure, everyone is creative. I like to decorate my cubical as much as the next person.”
“Thanks for coming in, but we can’t use you.”
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Having a hard day? Go outside. Look at the sky, the clouds. Listen to the birds. Check out the flowers. Breathe. If you can take a walk, do that. The world is there, waiting to remind you that there is beauty and calm available outside.
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If The Graduate came out today, the advice given to Dustin Hoffman wouldn’t be “plastics” but “solar.” That’s where the economy needs to go, must go, will go. Countries that get there first will be the countries that survive the coming catastrophe. Young people looking for work, I’m telling you right now, solar is where it’s at.
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I was in a bend in the trail about mid-way through the 10 K course. My job was to hand out orange slices. Behind me a thick stand of trees provided welcome shade.
In a quiet moment between runners, I heard thrashing in the trees. I could see nothing in there, but it sounded like something big. I made noise, jumped and sang, hoping to scare off whatever it was. Then . . .
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You realize, don’t you, that in all of nature it’s the male who has to be beautiful in order to earn the attentions of a female?
Yeah, I heard that.
See, that’s the flaw in human DNA. It’s all messed up that females are the ones who have to put on a beautiful display. Men should be the ones in high heels, buyting wrinkle creams and lyposuction.
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Sunrise photo by Virginia DeBolt
The world is going on without us. While we have our eyes on our screens with its outrage or its latest reality show or its current fantasy world full of beautiful people – the world is going on without us. Seasons change, the world turns, the sun rises, the plants proliferate, the waters run. We may eliminate ourselves with global warming, but the world will go on without us.
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When I was upset, I always called her first. No matter what the problem was, I knew I would hear, “Want to come over?” come my way. And I did. I would go over to her kitchen where she would make me a cup of tea and let me talk through the problems of the day. I miss her so much. There was no other friend like her.
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Today I’m planning to visit the ghosts at the Fenton crypt in the old section of the cemetery. I love this group of people. They are still fighting after all these years as specters. Julie is the funniest one. She’s mad at her older sister. Something about the Baker boy, who was a famous high school athlete back in 1889. Once in a while I visit the Baker section of the cemetery in hopes of hearing more about this love triangle, but Tom Baker isn’t interested in talking about that. He’s only interested in the state track meet of 1890.
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Every time I call my dad he asks, “Where are you?” I can answer that with a geographic response: “I’m at Starbucks.” Or I can give him a metaphysical answer, one he doesn’t want: “I’m lost in confusion and angry about my lack of money.” Now that I think about it, nobody cares where you really are.
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Image source: NASA-JHUAPL-SwRI)
So Pluto has a heart. Is Pluto sending us a love message? Does this frozen orb want to regain its former status as a planet? Or is it simply letting the universe know that it sends friendly greetings to those who choose to fly by?
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