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Journal Entry # 92 – Become a Child Again!!!

 

 

“We are better throughout the year for having, in spirit, become a child again at Christmastime.” ―Laura Ingalls Wilder

*Take a look at our Christmas Village from a few years ago. The video was taken with an early smartphone. At the time, I was just fooling around really, but in retrospect, I’m glad I captured it. Because each and every time I watch it, I can’t help but smile.
Release the inner child people, enjoy!!!

 

The Hook

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Wonderwall plays the lazy afternoon.
Rack em’ before the crowd shows.
I can smell the night before from the Ashtrays.
Stained carpets, humming I got used to.
Friend by hello, fist by good-bye.
I know, you’re right.
This now, the last.
You are my best friend.
So, same time tomorrow.

Ashback # 5 – I Pity the Fall!

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Hey all,

Pictured above is the old 1983 Mr. T action figure, and no not a doll, an action figure. The difference is the kung-fu grip. Anyway, I was and still am I guess, a huge fan of the A-Team. I watched religiously every week as Four Vietnam vets, framed for a crime they didn’t commit, help the innocent while on the run from the military* Mr. T played B.A. Baracus, said doll. Damn it! I mean action figure.

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Journal Entry # 90 – It’s the Little Things!

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It has long been a great axiom of mine that the little things are infinitely the most important. – Arthur Conan Doyle

Journal Entry # 89 – Now, create!

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If you’re alive, you’re a creative person. —Elizabeth Gilbert

Ashback # 4 – Bump, Volley…Spike!

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Yup, those were the days!!!

Afterschool practices and weekend tournaments were my only focus during this chapter of my life. Back when I hadn’t quite grown into my ears yet. Oh, how I miss the thrill of victory and the agony of defeat. The clean-shaven, beer shirt wearing, non-look at the camera bunch of guys you see above were once my comrades in arms. For all of high school, I had the awesome opportunity to be a part of a team with these fine lads. Volleyball, basketball, hockey, you name it. We were good too, I’m not just saying that. It was just great chemistry I think, most likely because we all got along so well. Best of all, we got to share a bunch of really cool experiences together, being on the road was one of my favourite parts. It was a great time in my life for sure. When I look at the newspaper clipping now, I wonder what everybody is up to. It’s been forever since I have seen or spoken to most. I think this was 1994.

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My Redemption

how-to-find-yourself.jpeg My memory is all I have to adore you.

A broken heart still bleeding for attention.

Before the picture fades,

I pray for a lost connection.

My fault bears a cross,

though, it was never my intention.

Forgive this, my wordy plea,

and grant me redemption.

Journal Entry # 88 – Betrayal

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Beware the person that stabs you and tells the world they’re the one who’s bleeding.

Journal Entry # 87 – And I Ran…

dsc_0329Because with a little fresh air as my fuel, I got to chase down this moment!!!
#RightNow #Living

Like a Dream!

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Your heart is like a dream. Once I awaken, everything disappears.