All in All Okay

Day 2 of Todd Johnson’s two week absence: # of hours slept last night: maybe 6? #book reports completed: 0 # cat poops cleaned off carpet: 2 # cats still living: 2 # pissed off neighbors: 1 # of favors owed Lauren Sullivan Shankman and Scott Shankman: 4 # times i cried about 9/11: 3 […]

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Never Forget: What is your 9/11 Story?

I sit here every year, read a few news articles about folks who lost their lives, families whose loved ones never came home that day, and heroes who saved others, but lost their own lives. I never quite know what to say. It is a sadness that will never go away, and as someone I […]

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Even Echoes are Good

Wow. I am really flattered by the number of people who liked and shared my last post. (Most especially the strangers, because they didn’t have to share out of pity, friendship, love, or familial obligation.) I almost didn’t click “Publish” on that post; i felt it was rambling, inflammatory, too revealing of my political leanings. […]

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On Civil Discourse in Social Media, or That Time My Friend Called My Mom an Asshole on Facebook

I read this post by Ginger at RambleRamble today. There is a PERSON behind the things you are saying. When you say that all liberals, or all conservatives…when you say that all Democrats or all Republicans…when you say that ALL of any group is/says/does/thinks/behaves/believes/hates/loves/etc., you are saying that about real people. Honest to goodness, flesh […]

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The Boy Who Smashed My Snow Globe

At about 5:20, nine years ago today, this little guy came into my life. He totally picked it up like it was a snow globe, turned it around, shook it up. Really, i think the globe just busted wide open, and shattered into a million pieces, catching the summer afternoon light as they skittered across […]

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Cousin Jane, and Beulah’s Pickle Recipe

It’s been one year, today, since my Cousin Jane was brutally murdered in her home in Chattanooga. What a difficult year it has been for her family and friends, grappling with ideas of good and evil, and heaven and loss. Not a day goes by for those who loved her that they don’t think of […]

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The Sweet Spot: Doing the Right Thing

I’ve had some sleepless nights of late. I lay awake, mulling over my thoughts and actions and reactions, worrying each piece of the puzzle, wondering if I did the right thing. I did the right thing. I did what I believe was the right thing to do. In tennis, there is a sweet spot on […]

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Opelika Art and Music

I really, really wanted to write a full on post about the weekend we went to Iain’s art show in Opelika’s Railyard, but if I waited until i had time, it would never get written. So, instead, i shall post the photos and be done with it. Iain is one of Todd’s best friends, and […]

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I Really Wuv Ken Burns

Well worth the short five-minute watch. I love his 1+1=3 analogy and the thought that his work is an attempt to wake the dead. I have often thought that bringing back the dead inspires me to write, or often the desire to hold on to life, because it could be gone in a moment. I’m […]

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Emotions and Inequities

I expected to get choked up at Honor’s Day. But not for this reason. The elementary school holds Honors Day every semester, and the Principal gives out awards to all the kids (1st through 5th – no K.) They get awards like Citizenship Award, Academic Award, and Principal’s Honor Award. They get awards for finishing […]

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