Month: June 2009

Hip Shots, Tres

Mr. Summer: I am all done with you. You may be dismissed. Please return to the hellacious inferno from whence you came. Or…did you lose your way? The Sahara is east…waaaay east of here. Godspeed. To all those who “beg the question,” if all you are saying is that some event or thought raised a question, then the question is raised, not begged. Begging the question is a philosophical term applied to a line of reasoning in which the thing proposed is implied in the premise. It is a form of circular reasoning, where the “proof” offered is simply...

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Dad Day Redux

Yesterday marked the nineteenth Father’s Day since my Dad took a jarring, premature detour into eternity. I still miss him and often consider how different life might have been had he remained. I am sure I don’t think about that as much as Mom, but I think about it. He was a good dad…better than I realized, really. He was an even better husband. I am sure he would have been a wonderful grandfather. Fortunately, I had a backup Dad. Since Donya and I were still a year shy of leaving our teens when we married, her dad has...

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The Over/Under Man

What I do not overvalue I underestimate. I put that as my Facebook status this morning because the thought hit me like a subway train. I realized that much of what I am today – and where – could be explained by my either overvaluing or underestimating a thing or person. I never saw myself doing anything but full-time church/ministry work, but I lost that privilege because I underestimated my own propensity for stupid and selfish behavior. Even then, I assumed the day would come that I would return to it. Turns out, I underestimated AND overvalued a few...

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Hip Shots, Deux

Quirky is cool. Donya and I visited Gerty‘s, a little shop in one of those antique mall type settings (only this is not an antique mall; it is more of a collection of quirky shops, catering mostly to women), which Donya’s mom and three other ladies own. As I browsed the various shops while trying to keep my testosterone at an acceptable level (for these are girly places), it became obvious to me that some people are naturally quirky…and that’s cool. Others try a little too hard, stretch a little too far. They recognize the coolness of quirky, but...

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