Ten years ago, my wife and I enjoyed a quiet night at home as the world anxiously awaited the dreaded Millennium Bug.
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Touching
We literally vibrate when we listen to music.
Small Victories
My wife Lisa and I went out with some friends of ours to a posh local dance club in Dallas Friday night. Lisa’s physician friend was able to “get us on the list” and the four of us arrived around 9:30 pm – late for us but the place was still empty – a pert, tanned graveyard of bouncers, bartenders and idling go-go dancers waiting for the real fun to begin. We milled around for awhile, touring the multi-level dance floors and checking out the pricey VIP rooms, equipped with flat screen TVs, red velour couches and large balconies overlooking…
Dream Big
After seeing a letter to my 6 year-old from someone named “Eddie”: “Who’s Eddie?” “A silly boy in my class.” “What’s he like?” “He wants to be a clown when he grows up. And Sarah wants to be a State Fair owner. She’s going to have Eddie come and be a clown at her State Fair.”
Word Play
Today after karate class the girls and I were eating dinner at a greasy spoon, waiting for our grub, and talking about imaginary karate techniques. It went something like this: “I’m training for my rainbow belt.” “Well I’m training for my one thousand black belt.” “The rainbow belt is after that. Duuuuh!” “It is not.” “Is too.” “Then I’m training for my pink belt.” “Do you know Red Apron?” “No.” “Then you can’t get your pink belt. That’s required. You know … RED. PINK.” “And so is Evading Form Seventeen.” “Do you know Shattering Mirror?” “No, but I know ……
And Now, For Something Completely Different
We went camping this weekend, 7 (or was it 8?) families at a beautiful lake in west Texas. I was stressing about losing the weekend, which is usually prime writing time, to the fun but mindless task of packing, driving, unpacking, cooking, herding kids, organizing hikes, etc. and worried that it would eat into my weekly page goal. But the opposite actually happened. Getting away from the city and the computer for a few days was the best thing that could have happened. The overdoses of sugar, junk food, hyperactive children and fresh air acted like a kind of spa…