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looking for the loophole

If I’m calling around to see if what I have in mind is ethical or not, I already know the answer. When I ask, “Is this ethical?” what I really mean is “Hey, there’s this thing I want to do and we both know I shouldn’t, that it’s unethical or immoral or just plain wrong, but there must be some way around that, isn’t there? Something? Some loophole? Can you give me an easy out on this one? Would you … Continue reading

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relative aging

It is entirely within the realm of possibility that a person would, at 53, have a 3 year old grandchild. However, it was much funnier when my 3 year old godson referred to my friend Marilyn (five years older than me) as Grandma, than it was when he turned around five minutes later, after I’d stopped laughing and called me Grandma as well. I spent two days teaching him my name. We practiced. We even practiced M’s name. By the … Continue reading

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trudging the road…

I started this journey of sudden unemployment induced total life change very gung-ho. I had lots and lots of things on my lists of to-do, to-try and to-pay the rent. Little by slowly those lists have gotten longer, shorter, refined, fine tuned. In the middle of my white board I wrote: I AM A WRITER. (please remind me of that at the end of this post) How that was going to help pay the rent, I had no idea, but … Continue reading

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