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We used to do it just to get nice. It was part of the seduction.
With the children tucked into their beds, you’d change into something sexy. Over some drinks, we'd talk, laugh, and share what was on our minds. The cocktails were no more than rewards at the end of a difficult day, a way to dispel inhibitions, or just a part of unwinding. Nothing complicated. No deeper meaning. It was as simple as that: grown people doing grown up things.
It was never about the drinking… until it was.
Looking back, I can’t pinpoint the moment that it all went wrong. There were signs... (more)
Have you ever wondered how sometimes the people you consider to have bonded well may just be an example of yet another pseudo-connection in your life? That the ostensibly simple looking daily occurrences of life may perhaps be the most complicated things on earth… I have realized it. Not once; many times.
I have friends in college who have been around for the last three years now. We have enjoyed some funniest, happiest and lamest moments together. We went movies together, did assignments for each other, bunked classes to go for breakfasts and lunches, slipped out for dance parties and... (more)
...all, irrespective of abilities. As parents honoring these angelic protégés is respecting righteousness to commune with god.
Our children’s serenity has an invisible power to incapacitate any negativity or prejudice that could impair the aura of our home and the peace in familial relationships. As parents fostering devotion and karma through the principles of good and bad actions, early on, in our children can make their lives more meaningful as they grow older and independent. We parents are a child’s harbinger to this world. Through our spiritual chalk talk we can share... (more)
One morning over coffee I went to read my wall posts. Two items caught my eye: one a prayer, the other a flyer for a gay S&M party. I decided to shut down my Facebook page. I posted a message on my wall to let everyone know I was leaving, and I wrote private messages to people I’d recently met to be sure I had everyone’s real contact information – address, phone number, the old fashioned stuff. Strangely, I was nervous about leaving Facebook, and some of my friends’ responses confirmed my own vague impression that I was about to perform the social equivalent of... (more)
Zero to Sixty in Six Years
In 2003, I moved overseas just as Friendster was emerging as a major networking site for the corporate world and the newborn Myspace was drawing college-age kids in droves. I saw no point in being on either site, as I fit into neither demographic.
I went to France, a country far less tech-obsessed than the US. The 18-35s have computers and smart phones, but once you get 100 kilometers outside a major city, you'd better be carrying cash, because ATMs are few and far between. The French did have Minitel, an information, chat and shopping exchange that... (more)
The topic of cheating seems to come up a lot when relationships are being discussed. It's one of those topics that cuts to the core and often elicits a visceral reaction with the people discussing it.
These are the kind of topics that THE GUYS like to discuss. Meaningful topics that we can shed some light on and give our point of view.
But keep in mind, just because we're all guys doesn't mean we all agree, or that we're cut from the same cloth. Guys are individuals too, we take umbrage with our portrayal as sports loving, skirt chasing, knuckleheads, who aren't in touch with... (more)
This morning I felt a rare creative burst and, wanting to corral it before it sprinted away, I started typing like a man possessed. If my next book sells, you'll be able to ensconce yourself in another of my many delightful takes on human excrement. Just try to contain your excitement.While I was tapping away, Patty and our daughter Kelly left for school. Kelly returned briefly to let me know that we'd forgotten to take the garbage out the night before, so I'd have to take care of it. I mumbled, "Mmmph", which is Canadian for "Okay," or, "That sucks." And then I forgot all about it for the... (more)
February 16, 2010
Expect a long entry, today being a day wrought with sentiment. As of today, Lorrie and I have been happily married for four years, which, we both agree, is pretty good out of thirty-one.
Of our wedding day, I most remember three things: the soup course, the dessert, and the entrée. Lobster bisque -- the lobster meat diced so finely and uniformly, the liquid so silken -- as wondrous on the tongue as it was delicious going down.
Several hours later came dessert. On huge silver platters were set “clouds” of pink cotton candy, amidst which floated meringue... (more)
Oliver the cat is asleep on my head. His strong, steady purring causes a vibration in my cranium, numbing my brain. We are comfortable together.
It was not always this way between Oliver and me. When first we met, eight or nine years ago, Ollie’s only interest in me, and in the rest of the human race, was to assure us that if we came within ten feet of him, he would rip us to shreds with his claws and bite us with great fury. Odd behavior from an animal that was being fed fresh salmon twice a day.
This handsome, ferocious little tiger had entered our lives through the basement... (more)
There they stood: marvels of modern mansion design. Eight thousand square foot houses sitting on ten thousand square foot lots.
“I’d hate to be a gardener around here,” I remarked.
“Please, don’t start,” said Lorrie.
Might as well have told me not to breathe.
“Is that their house?”
The Santini’s house was situated smack dab in the middle of a pristine cul-de-sac that had been designed to accommodate five other homes of similar scale. Two of these homes, a French manor and an English Tudor, were already standing. Two others were under construction.... (more)