Snowbrush

When goddesses die; thoughts on aging

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I woke up today dreaming that I was having an affair with a 27 year old. Bonnie awakened at the same time, stretched gracefully, and looked ...

Gavain's massage; frolicking goddesses

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I got that massage. I knew from Gavain’s website that he was young, sensitive, intuitive, elfin, and, most importantly, cheap. He lives in a...

A night spent brooding; comfort from Marcus Aurelius

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Over the weekend, I dug trenches and drove posts. I think I broke my hand, but the pain from that was minor compared to total-body soreness ...

An encounter that might have gone badly

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Peggy and I have been taking advantage of breaks in the weather to go biking in the woods with the dogs. Yesterday, we saw a pygmy owl sitti...

Two non-vets reminisce

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I visited a friend in the hospital during the recent PBS series about World War II. He was of military age during the war, but flunked his p...

This I call God

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We decided to work in one last camping trip for the year. Our destination was the end of a logging road on Bunchgrass Mountain. When we arri...

The religious requirements of Masonry

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I’ve been busting my butt memorizing Masonic ritual, which isn’t easy at best since only the first letter of every word is printed. To see t...

Seneca versus Wall Street

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I’ve been doing some complementary reading. On one side, Wall Street Shoeshine Boy, which is about greed, depravity, competition, materialis...

Road clearing

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We camped over the weekend for possibly the last time this year due to the shortening days. As we lay in the van reading on Saturday afterno...

Lightning flashes

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I saw lightning flashes in both eyes last night. The right eye got so bad that I couldn’t see anything on that side of my nose. I was biking...

Biking with the dogs

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We biked in the woods thrice last week, only stopping to water the dogs and to eat salal berries, thimbleberries, blackberries, dewberries, ...

Thoughts of investing

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There are as many mutual funds as there are stocks on the Wilshire 5000 (which actually contains 7000 stocks). Many mutual funds charge a fo...

Scandi Festival

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I helped my Masonic Lodge staff a food booth at the Scandinavian Festival last week. When I arrived, I was handed a fake-embroidery vest and...

The sad story of American Home Mortgage

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Last week, I lost $14,000 in the stock market. I didn’t do anything wrong—it was just a bad few days. Still, $14,000…. I pick up pennies fro...

The whys of organizing

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I’ve spent the week organizing, or rather reorganizing, our finances and file cabinets. One of the traits Peggy and I share is that we are b...

The whys of organizing

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I’ve spent the week organizing, or rather reorganizing, our finances and file cabinets. One of the traits Peggy and I share is that we are b...

Alan Wheelis and the absence of meaning

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On June 16th, I checked out a library book by the psychoanalyst Allen Wheelis. I had never heard of him, but I always peruse the new book se...

Murderous nurse

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I hate to admit I watched them, but I did. Two true crime shows at the same time (I switched during commercials), one about a college studen...

The pitfalls of optimism, of pessism

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Walt got a Masters degree in counseling psychology. While in school, he married a welfare mom with two kids, so he was unable to give his co...

The saga of a rebel Mason

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My lodge conferred the Master Mason degree tonight. It is high ritual, more impressive than a Mass. It puts me in the kind of altered state ...
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