• Archive for December, 2015

    Facing the Fails

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    I do it often enough, so I shouldn’t be surprised, but it seems at this time of year it always comes at me, amplified. For many, this season is a period for new starts, and I too feel some of this as December winds down and new calendars are poised to take their place...

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    When Friend Requests Become Friendships

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    It was about three years ago this month that I somehow ended up sending a Facebook friend request to this guy named Derek on the East Coast. I’d like to say I remember the exact reason for the outreach, but I don’t recall what prompted it. What I do remember is, as a web...

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    “GAMES, GAMES, GAMES”

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    As a lifelong game fan and a strategy game collector, I had probably the weekend of my life this last weekend. It all started simply enough. I was wrapping up what I was doing at work at about 7 PM on Friday, and I thought I’d drop in on the games section of Craigslist....

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    The White Winter Sky

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    Whenever winter occasionally visits Albuquerque and dulls and bleaches the sky, I am regularly transported back to a few specific memories from my Chicago days. You know- those stills that get burned into our heads of particular moments, particular images. When I lived in the city, after my brief attempt at marriage failed, I...

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    The Champ

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    It had started for me as a fantastic tribute to a hometown hero. Yesterday, on Sunday afternoon, Albuquerque threw a parade and then had a convocation on the city’s Civic Plaza to recognize Holly Holm, the seasoned Southpaw who gave invincible Ronda Rousey a shellacking in November’s UFC Bantamweight World Championship fight. Holly, as...

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    Welcome, Friday

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    It’s early Friday morning and I am sitting at a corner table in a coffee shop near downtown. Peppy indie music floats down from the ceiling level speakers. Periodically, customers enter and exit the shop as the barista works through a line stacked two deep. It will get more busy as the sun rises...

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