Category Archives: Life

Eating Knowledge

The story By the Waters of Babylon by Stephen Vincent Benet shows a civilization that has been decimated by “eating knowledge too fast,” as John the Son of a Priest says as he explores the ruins of modern day New York City. John observes that there must be a balance between wisdom and knowledge or a civilization isn’t safe. I

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Charlie and Friends

When I was pregnant for my first child, my family and friends were somewhat…well,….concerned. I showed no knack for nuturing. In fact, to be blunt, death seemed to follow in my wake. Put me in charge of nuturing, and—wilting leaves, yellowing stems, brown petals. Plants committed suicide while left in my care. Seriously–I talked to them, played Mozart, watered them (or

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Have Yourself….

I miss Sparkle and Twinkle. Years ago–well, not really that long ago, seeing that time is relative–I told my daughter stories about Sparkle and Twinkle, twin elves who lived in Santa’s house at the North Pole. It sounds so simple when I say it that way, but we had a mythos equal to Tolkien’s Middle Earth before Sparkle and Twinkle

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Pretzel Logic: Why Do I Write?

Why do I write? Or, more precisely, why do I careen my thoughts across cyberspace (albeit, irregularly)? I’ve been pondering that lately, although I should admit that mulling over meaningless quasi-philosophic questions is one of my most effective ways to procrastinate from grading. A while back, I decided my blogging and other forms of inflicting my ramblings on people was

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Don’t Tune the Steel Guitars Yet

I don’t like country music. I’ve said that till it sounds like the refrain of a classic. There’s something about it that just……I cringe. However, I looked at my iTunes downloads today and realized that my last 10 purchases have been country: LeeAnn Womack’s “Last Call,” Trace Adkins’ something about memory, three John Corbett songs, a Kenny Chesney–I don’t even

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Set the phasers to stun

Topic du jour: Playing. I don’t remember which conversations triggered this, but I realized a couple days ago that I don’t play well. Not that I don’t play well with others, although that could be a totally different topic worth considering. Just that I’m not good at playing in the “being playful” sense of the word. I haven’t researched this

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