• Making Memories

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    Funny how many days of our lives we live, and how few specific moments come back when we try and remember things. Well, maybe that’s just my case. It’s probably different when you have a family, because you have a bunch of big moments stored away with high emotional associations. Marriages, anniversaries, children born,...

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    Noodle Night

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    It’s a ritual now. Every few months- long enough after the last time so that it seems like it’s been a while, but short enough for my nephew Grant to remember to request it- my mom makes chicken and noodles. Mom’s chicken and noodles is the kind that is made with thick egg noodles...

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    Coach

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    It was around 6 PM when I finally left work tonight. I had had a quietly efficient day creating an index page for a website, despite the fact plumbers cut into ancient pipe in a gash in the floor 10 feet away from my work area, and a mixture of odors filled the air...

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    Door Watching

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    “Which of you fathers, if your son asks for a fish, will give him a snake instead? Or if he asks for an egg, will give him a scorpion?” Luke 11:11-12 Ten days into the Trump administration, and it has been dizzying to see what the President and his people would do from one...

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    The Character of Liberty

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    And what does the Lord require of you? To act justly and to love mercy and to walk humbly with your God. ~ Micah 6:8 Recently, I find myself tiring a little more each day of visiting Facebook. It seems like every other post by people I know has become a political statement or...

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    Mattern Horns

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    Since the last few days have been about nostalgia, yesterday’s post ended up making me think about life in middle school, and what I remembered most from my mid school years. Because we moved across town when I was 9, I ended up attending junior high at Eisenhower Middle School- home of the Eisenhower...

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    Old Treasures

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    Earlier this week, digging some old disks out of storage led Tim to break out some old Mac SE’s from storage as well. Seeing the SE’s, I went in my garage and found and pulled out the second Mac I owned- a PowerBook 1400/CS. Digging out those old computers made think about some other...

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    Where Do You Get Your Good?

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    It’s a fair question for this age: Where do you get your good? It’s a fair question because it’s not so easy any more to say what good is. And if good is such a thing, is it worth chasing? You know good is still out there because you can find videos on YouTube...

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    FrankenMac

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    Last evening, at the end of the work day, we had left Tim in the office thinking about how to raise the dead. After receiving a cache of floppy disks pulled out of storage by our colleague Dolores, it became imperative to see if they could be read. Along with those, she also brought...

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    Writing Blocks and System Disks

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    Tonight, and today, were a little better in my head than I guess they were last night. Early in the evening, I felt myself sitting in that familiar space, brain a big empty white board. My twin and daily writing inspiration Kristy texted me out of the blue to say that she had read...

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    Static

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    I started the evening at my kitchen table, staring at the empty page. In a half an hour I was in the recliner, laptop on a lap desk, staring at the same page. I had started writing something into it three times. The first try was the start of poem, and I hated it....

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    Check Your Posture

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    I see a few passionate words appear over my hand sometimes but still I am alone The wind taps on the windows but there are no knocks upon the door No glow or buzz leaping from the phone No pop up box to chat or ding to say it- “You’ve got mail” Which explains...

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    Politics Aside

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    I’m pretty naive when it comes to politics, and I’d have to say, I’ve chosen that ignorance much of the way, and I don’t mind it. Politics, in a classical sense, is the art of distributing power, and perhaps in a purer day, politicians were considered icons in some societies because they truly wrangled...

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    Plain Ol’ Friday

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    I got up early this morning to try and write another blip of a short story, and naturally, half way through, I disliked it. It was one similar to others I’ve started: two guys on a bomber air crew get up early, meet after breakfast for preflight briefing, are soon on their aircraft (at...

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    Kids and Vets

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    Last month, I told myself I needed to find somewhere to plug in and volunteer some time, so of course, most of this month has been spent not doing that, but just thinking about it. I finally actually explored an option last night and at a work colleague’s invite attended a meeting of the...

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    The Son Who Takes

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    Throughout my life I have been fairly close to the Bible. As kids, I and my brother and sister grew up going to Sunday School and church each weekend. We were involved with youth groups and church choirs in middle school and high school. We heard lots of Bible teachings. In high school, I...

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