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Archive: 2009

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Farewell to the Laundromat

December 22, 2009

If all goes well, I’ll bring back our 10-year-old washer and dryer from the family Christmas in Tennessee, and will […] [continue…]

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Over the Hill

November 29, 2009

One of the pleasures of working at the house is quality time spent with the iPod.  And one of the […] [continue…]

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November 28, 2009

This blog is a place for my thoughts, which I suppose goes a long way to explaining my relative silence […] [continue…]

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Dancing Lessons

November 15, 2009

With an eye toward Halloween, my wife found a lovely second-hand dance dress for our 3-year old daughter last month.  […] [continue…]

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Hope, and Reality

November 9, 2009

I’ve been busy of late (for like, the last 4 months) with renovations to the house we purchased this summer.  […] [continue…]

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From the Mouths of Babes

October 29, 2009

It’s almost a cliche in therapeutic circles these days to say, “Anger is a secondary emotion”.  We all know that […] [continue…]

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Escape from Zombieland

October 27, 2009

My final day of Christianity 21 was actually the day after the event.  It was one of those bonus days […] [continue…]

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October 14, 2009

I’ll just say it up front:  I’m a raving, stuttering, embarrassing fan of Russell Rathbun.  His unbelievably funny and insightful […] [continue…]

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On the Radio

October 11, 2009

While visiting the mecca of Minneapolis, I was honored to sit in on a live session of Doug Pagitt Radio.

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C21 Poems, Part 3

October 10, 2009

(inspired by Danielle Shroyer and Makeesha, respectively) Lady Church If she’s not careful she’ll imagine that she’s sitting still a […] [continue…]

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C21 Poems, Part 2

(inspired by Kelly Bean and Julie Clawson) Do-ability if I had a hammer I’d put it down close up the […] [continue…]

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