He circled the party deck of the ship. He could have been up top looking at the ocean, but the young man chose to do a few rounds between the fresh fruit, drinks, desserts and other treats. His head was held high and he appeared to be gazing outward to something. His host was curious,
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It was a usual quiet Sunday morning when my phone rang. “Hello?” “Hi. Say I am a day early for my group ride and thought I’d ask you if you wanted to go on a ride?” How spontaneous! “Sure,” I said. “Still have my bike gear on. When and where?” “How about now. I’m in
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I’ve got some famous friends you’ve probably never heard of But back in (East Dallas) our crowd is second to none You might not know ’em here in this big city we’re in But when I go back home, I’ve got some famous friends Yeah, I do With apologies to country artists Chris Young and
Another “leftover” thing. Each reminds me of a person or situation. Most brings me a smile and a happy thought. Another story. Another connection. Obscure I know. We all have those moments. And memories. These are our dashboard companions. From the top and moving clockwise: Willie, came from a pet store on Orcas Island, a
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A “bonus leftover” thing. Each reminds me of a person or situation. Most bring a smile to my face and a happy thought. Another story. Another connection. In the liquor store today and reminded of a visit a few years back to this distillery. My companion and I had gone north to go to a
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This is an inspiring tale, one that begins in a coffee shop and inspired by a little dog with the same name as our leading lady. Prelude It was in that coffee shop I heard a story—a love story—of a relationship between a keyboardist and a clarinetist. It’s a good one, so bear with me.
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Another “leftover” thing. Each reminds me of a person or situation. Most bring a smile to me and a happy thought. Another story. Another connection. Every day we pass by the antique Singer sewing machine by the front door. She saw it in a store in Mazatlan years ago. Had to have it. We paid
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There she stood in front of me. Tall, wispy, long-legged and blonde. Freed from 40 years of a challenging, compromised marriage. Consequently, everything was new and fun – bike rides, discovering dark beer, that new fitness app, car trips, calling me her boyfriend and referring to herself as my “girlfriend. “ That’s all a backdrop
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Well, maybe “idea space.” Truth is, I’ve gotten, collected and fleshed out writing projects at our favorite coffee spot for a while now. The genesis of Just Go, The Playlist Trader and In Love with Potential were here. At at table. With Sal at my feet. And a cup of joe (with half and half).
It’s okay to follow patterns. Some think you get in a rut if you do the same things in the same pattern regularly. However, sometimes being a “regular “ at certain places is healthy. Lately I’ve become a creature of habit. That is, I’ve started to frequent some of the same establishments on the same
