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A round of a’paws
Dogs are among the most socially connected animals we interact with on a daily basis. Their behavior reflects the deep bond they form with us, particularly when it comes to moments of separation. Yesterday, in the midst of a game of Rummikub during our “Games with Chuck” activity in which I finally beat Betsy at…
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Why February Has Only 28 Days
At its simplest, most basic level, a calendar is a way to organize time. Now, we could take that statement and go “deep,” having a philosophical discussion of the concept of time itself. However, after last night’s cavalcade of mirth and misinformation known as the State of the Union, my inclination this morning is to…
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Please make it stop!
As a joke, I texted my friend and his wife a clip I saw on YouTube over the weekend. The clip begins with a Tammy Faye Bakker-esque woman with her hand on the shoulder of a young boy who looks to be about eleven or twelve. The boy is totally kitted-out in late 80s gear: …
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Who knew?
A little over a year ago, I was referred to a nephrologist. If you don’t know what that is, you’re not alone – neither did I; when I first got the referral, I assumed a nephrologist was a historian that specialized in ancient Egypt, specifically on Nefertiti, queen of the 18th Dynasty of Ancient Egypt…
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From berries to bubbles
Let’s have some fun, shall we? Let’s forget, if only for a moment, that we have a president who is actively angling to be awarded the Nobel Peace Prize while simultaneously overthrowing the leader of one country, threatening military intervention against the hostile and notoriously anti-American regime of another, openly (and quite seriously) floating the…
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Pandiculation
Every morning when he wakes up, Gordon goes through the same routine. First, he has to find his way out from under the covers on my bed. As a little guy, he doesn’t have a lot of insulation, so the first thing he does when he goes to sleep at night is burrow deep under…
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Sound off
I am, by nature, an introvert. I am not shy – nobody would accuse me of that! And I can hold my own at a party or in a crowded room. But when it comes right down to it, I’d rather be alone. And that, I am told, is the indicator. The test. Is ‘alone’…
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I am not weird
For years, I thought I was weird. You see, I go to bed between 9 and 10 o’clock in the evening, wake up in the middle of the night (actually the early morning – between 1 and 2 am), I am wide awake till roughly 4 am, and then I go back to bed and…
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What is a desert?
In my last post, I talked about how I live in “the” desert and it is hot here. Those things are both true, this time of year. But six months from now, it will be lovely during the day and so cold at night you wouldn’t want to be caught out without a jacket for…
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My technicolor brain
I have always had a fascination, bordering on an obsession, with the French poet Arthur Rimbaud. When we speak of a poet, a novelist, a songwriter, or even a philosopher, we look to their early days for clues, for the seeds that germinated and sprang forth into what he or she is known for. One…
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