Month: September 2010
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Still Wondering …
I wouldn’t just like to know the argument that disproves atheism, I would love to know it, and not because I consider myself an atheist. That term would imply a knowledge of theism that I don’t possess. I’d still love to hear the argument, though, so I clicked the Facebook link I found this morning… Read.
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Honeydew
Day after Labor Day, back to the grindstone. Oh, wait. I’m still on seven-day weekends. Never mind. Or not. I’ve still got some yard work to do before the snow flies, and from the way the weather’s been acting that’s probably going to be at about noon on Thursday. I’ve pledged that I will finish… Read.
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The Girl With The Dragon Tattoo
I’m still digesting The Girl With The Dragon Tattoo, the movie we watched yesterday evening. It’s a movie that’s taking a long time for me to digest because the way I do it is I let scenes play in my head over and over while I’m mowing the lawn or folding freshly-laundered clothes, and while… Read.
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Avatar
We watched Avatar Saturday night and, not surprisingly, it wasn’t anywhere near as good as everyone said it was going to be, and by “everyone” I mean every single person I’ve spoken to, in conversation or casually, while riding in an elevator or just filling up at the gas station, or even when greeting people… Read.
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The American
The American is the kind of movie I would have eaten up with a spoon when I was about eighteen years old. I was so into assassins back then that I cultivated the Hollywood version of the hit man’s personality, detached almost to the point of autism, wandering the streets of town in dark sunglasses… Read.
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We’re back from a week off, more or less, spent at a cabin on the Chain O’ Lakes in beautiful Waupaca County. If you’ve never been to the Chain O’ Lakes, you need to go, right now. Put down what you’re doing and go. I mean it. It’s the off-season and you can put a… Read.
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You May Be Driving A Junker If …
Whenever we’re driving hither and yon, whether it’s just across town or from one end of our great state to another, My Darling B and I play a version of road bingo to help pass the time. Our game doesn’t really have a name, but if I had to give it one I suppose it… Read.
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Paddling
I take back all the bad things I said about kayaks. The last time I paddled a kayak, I was wedged tightly into the rear seat of a tandem where I spent several excruciatingly painful hours before unwedging myself and swearing I’d never get into a kayak ever again. The cockpit was narrow, the stirrups… Read.
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