Tehyi Hsie “Action will remove the doubts that theory cannot solve.”
Colum Sorensen AKA Mr. Grotz “You Lesbians are always looking for an opening. ”
You must have driven your mother crazy. She went to the kitchen, you went with her. She tried to do laundry, you had to “help”; same with pretty much any household chore. She couldn’t even go to the bathroom without you banging on the door. As a kid, you loved Share on Facebook
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It seems so benign. Seriously, what’s the harm in a bite of chocolate? A grande latte? One more can of cola, yes to the caffeine? A bakery donut with sprinkles? None, that’s how much. Life goes on if you partake. The world won’t come to a complete standstill if you Share on Facebook
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Once you’ve left home, can you ever go back again? Oh, yes, you can spend a night or even a week at the old homestead. You can sleep in your childhood bed with your Steve Urkel posters on the wall and a sixth-grade basketball trophy on the shelf. Everything remains Share on Facebook
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You would have never believed it if you hadn’t seen it for yourself. Mere steps into the terminal at McCarran Airport in Las Vegas, there were, indeed, slot machines: rows and rows of them in all their light-flashing, cha-chinging, whooping glory. Just off the plane, you were overjoyed. You were Share on Facebook
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The Christmas carol quietly coos that “all is calm, all is bright.” You don’t know about calm – the traffic and pedestrian gawkers kind of ruin that sentiment – but bright? Yep, that pretty much sums up your neighborhood and all the holiday lights decorating the houses and yards. Bright? Share on Facebook
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It was just an accident. Nobody meant for it to happen. It was just one of “those things”, only orchestrated when the Cosmos met and decided that it was Your Turn. Which is not to say that it was a bad thing. For once, it was a good accident. In Share on Facebook
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Sometimes, you just want to run away, screaming. A stranger publicly divulges details of her love life. Your father gives you a blow-by-blow of his intestinal problems. A friend feels a need to describe, in the most gruesome manner, a recent surgical procedure. And there you have it: TMI. Too Share on Facebook
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You’re not a painter. You’ve never, in fact, had any desire to pick up a brush other than one for your hair. But still, the second you gazed upon that picture, it strangely, suddenly felt like everything in your life shifted into place. Or maybe it’s music that inspires you, Share on Facebook
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Imagine a job that is so perfect for you that it becomes a passion. Imagine that this job will change attitudes and lives, and what you do will resonate from coast to coast and decade to decade. Yep, this job is that important. But imagine that, along with the chance Share on Facebook
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Whatever it is, it better be good. But, of course, it never is. There you are, comfortable and snoring, and you’re suddenly jolted out of bed like you’re being shocked. Which, in reality, you are. Because nothing good ever comes from a phone call in the middle of the night. Share on Facebook
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