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More Awesome Than Theirs
ByChrisPicture a man carrying a 13-foot long stand-up paddle board over his head through a crosswalk at a busy intersection. For the sake of the imagery, picture him as a small man in stature, but in fairness you should also know he’s totally ripped (as we said back in the day). Stefan mentioned this morning…
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Excuse me, but this flaming trash is yours
ByChrisSome people do things that still astonish me even after I’ve seen them a hundred times. An Olympic gymnast springing far too high into the air and doing what appears far too many flips before touching down. Or the way my wife can type speedily into Excel and the program actually knows what to do…
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Snissors
ByChrisA short conversation between my wife and our son: “I like using the snissors.” “What were you using them on?” “I was cutting the ground.” “You mean the carpet?” He shows his mischievous smile. “That’s why you don’t get to use the snissors, babe. You don’t always make the best decisions with them.”
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Words of others—Cheryl strayed
ByChrisWords of Others In the introduction to Brave Enough, Cheryl Strayed says, “I think of quotes as mini-instruction manuals for the soul.” Her book goes on to comprise well over one hundred pages of quotation from sources across her writing career. I have been a quote collector longer than I can remember. I return often to words that…
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Just a Little Off
ByChrisI followed this truck along Broadway and over the Broadway Bridge last week. Which is to say, I followed the tow truck that was towing this beat-up old mail truck. Every time I looked the delivery truck square in the face, it felt just a little off. I knew it was being towed, but there…
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Remember that time…
ByChrisA conversation my four-year-old son does not have with his friend from preschool: “Hey Zachy, remember that time you smashed me in the face with a bucket?” “What’s that you say, Jakey?” “Yeah, it was a bucket.” “Ummm…” “You were spinning around holding it at arm’s length, just going around and around and around.” “A…
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