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The things you see when you don't have a camera! March 15, 2008. I swear to you the next few sentences are true. I have been known to embellish a situation from time to time, although I never outright lie. But it was amazing to me the things I’ve seen since yesterday and was not… Continue reading ROOSTER MAN – from 2008
I’m finding embracing Kubler-Ross’ Five Stages of Grief theory prevents me from consuming a gallon of vanilla ice cream coupled with a few glasses (okay, seven) of rum and cokes. It’s healthier and I won’t have to work it off at the gym.
Denial, Anger, Bargaining, Depression and Acceptance – these chicks are not invited to very many parties and certainly not asked to dance; they arrive en masse and demand to be let inside, like a caravan of self-entitled, high fiving Kardashians. They bang at the front door of our psyche and won’t leave until the karaoke machine is busted. When there’s no more music, it’s time to go. But, their presence is necessary in order to have a great party.
Each of us builds our identity through the…
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It isn’t easy to admit when a marriage is over. Especially if you’re the one who thought things were fine. I’m finding embracing Kubler-Ross’ Five Stages of Grief theory prevents me from consuming a gallon of vanilla ice cream coupled with a few glasses (okay, seven) of rum and cokes. It’s healthier and I won’t… Continue reading Sisters In Arms – Summer on the Lake
Working on the psych ward brought me my first exposure to homosexuality. I had never known a man who was openly gay, and had never met a lesbian. There was no such thing as "coming out" and Aids had not yet been discovered, or at least I wasn't aware of it. It was 1976, and… Continue reading An excerpt from “The Ballad of Louis & Jean – Dancing Queens and Free Birds”