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I don’t care if you like my tattoo

I don’t care if you like my tattoo

When I was young I would wait until it was unavoidable to admit my dad was dead. I wouldn’t correct the plural on “parents” but if someone asked directly about my father, well, I wasn’t about to lie, evade, or reenact the Monty Python parrot sketch. I didn’t avoid...
This Was My Year That Was

This Was My Year That Was

My online life, like most people’s, is an edited version of reality. Not in a conscious attempt to make myself appear in a certain way, but because some stories aren’t mine to tell and I generally don’t use social media as therapy. I feel like in a...
My bud the SPUD

My bud the SPUD

It’s not that grocery shopping is so hard, it’s just that you have to keep doing it. Especially when you run out of cat food. I’d generally avoid the big grocery shop which meant frequently stopping at Safeway on the way home from work, hungry for...
Uncool before it was cool

Uncool before it was cool

I saw a woman wearing this on a t-shirt today and it made me laugh … and reflect on my relationship with the word “cool.” I’m so uncool I use cool more frequently than any grown woman should to express admiration. If you followed me for a week...
Embracing my Hubble life

Embracing my Hubble life

In my job and in some of my freelance assignments I’m often in the position of interviewing experts on subjects in which I have little to no expertise, to put it mildly. Interviewing an electrical engineer a few years ago, I hit on what’s become my...
Health and humanism

Health and humanism

There are a lot of labels out there on which I could hang my belief system, but let’s call it humanism. Who can argue with a human being, being a humanist? Richard Dawkins has ruined atheist for some of us, skeptic feels like an anti-something rather than a...