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Christmas Eve

I don’t actually believe in Jesus as anything other than a nice man from a long time ago whose philosophy has been badly perverted by greed-and-power structures around the world, but I like Christmas. I’m lucky in that I have a family that is very close and gets along well, without too much in the …

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Parental Units

A lot of people my age are starting to lose parents. Luckily for me, both of mine have survived, as have my wife’s.  Family is critically important to me, and no matter what other interests I have (save writing and creation), all of them are subject to time with my family. Of all the things …

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Nieces

Today is my youngest niece’s tenth birthday. It’s weird to me to think back on that pink, squirming little human that got shoved in my inexpert arms so many years ago.  I was afraid to touch her, and despite intellectually knowing she was family, it never occurred to me at the time that she was …

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Brother’s Birthday

It’s my older brother’s birthday.  From him, I’ve inherited a love of the alternative, and a disdain for difference for difference’s sake, as well as two wonderfully precocious nieces. I don’t have kids and don’t plan on having them, so it’s awesome to have a couple of quick-witted and wondrous kids around with whom to …

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Water

I’m in love with the water.  I’m never as comfortable as I am when I’m submerged.  I used to think this was an allusion to how I liked to immerse myself in things, like books or comics or a writing project. It’s really an expansion of the whole expanding worlds concept. Water is a primal …

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Letter To Chuck Palahniuk

Dear Chuck, I wanted to thank you for Fight Club 2. I see some haven’t been kind to it, but I think they’ve missed the point. I re-read it a few times, and ultimately came to the conclusion, that while it seems like a disappointing ending at first, on further examinations, its layers are readily …

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The Big Empty

I often feel drained.  Empty.  Like I desperately need my cup filled with some kind of something: hope, motivation, inspiration, stimulation, creation, something. I think about the space between a lot.  Most of a molecule is empty space.  Same with atoms.  Same with the universe. Part of me can’t help but wonder if the empty …

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Kindness

It’s 12:35 and I’m just pulling into my driveway, thirty minutes after I left work for lunch.  This wouldn’t seem odd, except I live very close to the office, about a three to five minute drive on an average day.  However, they’ve closed the bridge for construction that I usually cross, so I have to …