I apologize in advance
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Read 7 days ago and current, but nothing has been published for 3 years.
A little kid just waved to me while out on my walk, and it made me smile. Also, I waved back. Now I’m not much of a waver (especially the habit people have of waving at the end of Zoom calls - why would I do that? we’re not in a parade), but when a three-year-old waves to you, you wave back, damn it.
I spent this past weekend down in Phoenix with my kids, attending my daughter’s final national volleyball tournament of a long and successful club career.
[I came across this piece I wrote from when my kids were little.
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[Just a fun little 26-sentence writing prompt, using sequential letters of the alphabet to start each sentence.]
Usually when I write a post, it’s because I have something interesting or important or worthwhile to say.
Thank you, City of Milwaukee, for issuing me a citation warning today for not putting my garbage cans “on the curb and as close to the drive as possible.” I have rectified the situation, as illustrated in the attached picture.
I’ve been thinking a lot lately about love and loss and pain and joy and everything in between, and to tell you the truth, it’s been pretty tough.
In the past 30 days, you have ingested more violence, pain and sadness than people living 100 years ago did in their entire lives. 100 years ago there was no global broadcast medium. Most people had access to a local newspaper, while a few could get some national news through more expensive (and rare) publications. For someone our age living in that time, they would have read about only a few…
here's what I said about it
