Isn’t it funny how sweethearts diminish each other by calling their loved one “Babe”? One the other hand, small children are give names that make them seem bigger like “little man.” Teenagers are told to act grown up. No wonder we’re all so confused, Babe.
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Having lunch with friends is the nicest idea. A visit in the middle of the day, something good to eat, a glass of iced tea as a pick-me-up. It makes the morning brighter in anticipation. It makes the afternoon brighter in the reflected glow of friendship. All in all, lunch with friends is just about the best thing you can do with yourself. Call a friend today.
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Let’s dance. Let’s dance in the streets. Let’s dance in the store aisles. Let’s dance through the restaurants and bodegas. Let’s dance until our legs give out and our hearts are full of joy. Let’s dance until the end of the world.
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This big fellow was outside, so he survived. Lucky spider.
I have a strict rule about spiders who think they want to live in the house with me. The rule is – YOU’RE GETTING SMASHED! That rule doesn’t apply if my son is around, because he will carefully take you outside where you belong.
If you are a spider anywhere near my in my house, you’d better hope my son is visiting the day you appear. Otherwise, it’s sayonara, spider.
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Time to change your password. That’s the most terrifying phrase of the modern age. So many passwords. You need a system, special software, just for all those passwords. If you’re really modern, you can use your thumbprint. Or your retina. Or your face. So every company in the world recognizes your face.
Oh, sorry, you are temporarily unable to do the next thing until you change your password.
Reset. Reset. Reset.
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Life has become hard for most people on planet Earth. It feels like everything we do to make things better is merely a bandage, not a cure.
Are you a fan of the TV show “The Good Place?” The other night Michael argued that no one can get into the good place anymore because life is too full of unintended consequences for even the smallest action like buying a tomato in the supermarket.
Life is complicated and the bandages holding it together are becoming frayed and worn.
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Have you ever driven across the state of Texas? It takes two days. A good bit of the time you’re driving past scrubby desert or green fields dotted with cows or goats. Old fashioned water windmills, oil pump jacks, and miles of tall wind turbine windmills share the horizon. Yet you can watch a television show live from the BBC while rolling along at 75 miles an hour across Texas. It’s amazing.
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It’s so dry here everything crackles. The humidifier runs constantly. Yet just a few miles from here there’s flooding or snow several feet deep. Wouldn’t it be nice if there was a way to even that out? Perhaps if we stopped pouring carbon into the air things would even out a bit. Is anyone ready to do that?
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Years ago someone said to me, “We all have our own cross to bear.” That made so much sense to me and has always been a guiding principle in my life. The other day I saw someone tweet that people were struggling with all the things they weren’t tweeting. Same thought, but it makes me aware of how we curate our lives these days. We present only parts of ourselves on Facebook or Twitter and hide the rest. We’re so public but at the same time, we’re so private. We’re still bearing our crosses, even in a world some consider completely without privacy.
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