Goodbye 30s

Tomorrow is my fortieth birthday. Arrivederci e ringraziamenti per tutti pesci.  (Meh. Close enough.) I’ve decided to not stress over it. It’s a new decade. Besides, there are yet more mysteries to unravel. What exactly is the meaning of life?  How many angels can dance on the head of a pin? How many licks does it take to get to the center of a Tootsie Pop?  Most...

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Catch Up

Obviously, I haven’t visited here in a while;  Facebook usurped every joule of my lingering blogging energies. How can I possibly write my thoughts without the mind-dulling distraction of Angry Birds or City of Wonder?Facebookless friends have sent me well-meaning email (“did you die?”) and general inquiries (“if you died, can I have your plastic dinosaur collection?”) not...

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