• Clinched!

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    Anyone who knows me knows I get caught up in the minutae of Cubs, largely because the Cubs are a grandly symbolic team. Despite what they accomplish this year, I imagine the Cubs have captured the imagination of many sports fans because they are a study in endurance, futility, disappointment, and hope as they...

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    Train Wars

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    At dinner last night with Mom and Dad (Papa Felipe’s- our usual), we somehow got onto the topic of trains while we scarfed down our favorite New Mexican meals. It was because Mom and Dad had had some guests in town the last week, and we had been talking about the events of their...

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    Monastery Lake Break

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    If you head north from Albuquerque toward Santa Fe and stay on I-25, bypassing the capitol city, and then take the Glorieta exit, you are headed towards the town of Pecos. Once you are in Pecos, make a left at the main intersection onto NM 63 and roll past the Catholic Church, up the...

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    Morning Art

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    It’s been a long labor this morning, trying to find words for anything. I am back to my old familiar condition of being empty-headed, any thoughts of value corked away somewhere in the vats in the back of my head. It’s frustrating. In this morning’s coffee shop, my mind wanders, and I try to...

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    Blank

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    I ended up going to the UNM Continuing Education Building on University north of Indian School tonight after work to start a six-week class on writing. More specifically, on writing the scene- the basic building block of all novels, narratives, and dramas. The first class was informative. After a quick run through the syllabus...

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    The Main One

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    It’s Wednesday evening, about 9 PM, and as with every night, the excuses have stacked up over the last hour as to why I can’t seem to get anything done in my life. There are a few that pop up over and over again in my head: my eyesight is slipping some of late,...

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    Wake Up

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    It’s almost two weeks from now that that milestone weekend will be here. I think for my classmates, it may not be as big of a deal as it kind of feels to me, although when you look at it in terms of time and of numbers, it stands out. When you’ve been up...

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    Seminary Memories

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    View across the bay from the commons area in GGBTS' classroom building. Photo Credit: Alex Leung.

    I studied for a Masters degree at Golden Gate Baptist Theological Seminary in Mill Valley, California, from 1991 to 1994. While there, I collected a range of memories that bubble up in my head from time to time. Here are a few of those. The whirr of windshield wipers as beads of water streak...

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    Blotchy Foot

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    As part of my week of medical wackiness, I went in to TriCore yesterday to get blood work done to see if we could get any insight into my blotchy foot. Last week, before my back decided to give up on me, I came home from work and took off my socks one night,...

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    Dog Headed Day

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    Tonight, I was home after 8 and there wasn’t a Cubs ballgame on for me to watch. It was just house and clutter and two limp cats trying to ignore the heat. I went to the doctor this morning to get an opinion on a chain of blotchy red spots ringing my ankle and...

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    Wheeler

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    Every so often I find myself thinking about Claude Wheeler in Willa Cather’s novel, “One of Ours”. It happens mostly when my life seems to hit another prolonged lull, or plows full on into a series of roadblocks and whatever momentum I thought I had going is stamped out cold. I go back to...

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    Craning

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    I wish I knew why I am always looking back. It’s like I am constantly trying to find answers for things that happened back then, as if those answers would change something in my life now. Not that having those answers would change anything. I guess many people are like this. Maybe that is...

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