Before I Was A Grownup
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An Olde Memorie
I was riding my bicycle to choir practice this morning, and suddenly I smelled something (what? I do not know) that sucked me through a vortex of a decade and spat me out…
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Trajectory
Do you ever feel like you’ve been gently, insistently redirected? Herded. Shepherded. There is a distinction, but in either case, direction from an outside source is implicit. A sheep-i-ness is implied. I have…
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This Post is Clearly Not by Me!
It’s blog share time! The one time of year when we get to write what we want and post it on someone else’s blog, anonymously! So don’t be puzzled by what you read…
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Approximately Forty Minutes of Awesome
This is my band. My old band. We are for sale. Or rather, our album is. Though we are, too, if you live in the Triangle area and would like some roots rock…
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Red Rubber Ball Addendum – Breakup Songs
The past post got me thinking about breakup songs. The song I listened to during the breakup memorialized by that post was awesome. It powered me through some workouts. It was not the…