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In October of 2015, I won a Moth StorySLAM at The Bitter End with a story about my first date with Elysha. Shortly after the date, she drew this for me. Last week, I found the image on my hard drive. It captures the day perfectly. Such memories it brings back. Such wonderful, heady times. …

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It’s time for the Democrats to wage a two front battle on protecting voting rights: Work tirelessly to eliminate needless and egregious voting restriction laws.  Get a voter ID card in the hands of every American, starting with every battleground state. Do this now.  This strikes me as a no brainer.  I’m also more than…

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Next month I will be teaching storytelling at Kripalu Center for Yoga and Health. This will be my second year teaching at Kripalu and I’m already scheduled to teach there in 2017 as well. The fact that I teach at Kripalu astounds many. Though my students at Kripalu have assured me that my teaching and…

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There’s been much fear and consternation over the potential loss of the polar bears as a result of the rapid melting of polar ice. Many environmentalists have adopted the polar bear as their symbol of the dangers of global warming. With this in mind, I think that it might be prudent to revisit the Oslo…

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Hopefully this will not happen. It’s probably a lie or a false innuendo or just plain bluster. But if Trump actually follows through with his campaign promise to register Muslims, we’ll all just register as Muslims. Right?

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One of the problems with being a reluctant atheist is that there is no one to thank for much of my good fortune. I was born a healthy white male in the United States in the late twentieth century. That alone provides me with advantages that billions of people do not enjoy. In the grand…

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First words spoken by my daughter at 6:14 this morning: “Daddy, when I have a baby someday, I’m going to make sure that I have plenty of diapers in the house. And you know what? I’m going to buy Pampers. You know why? Pampers are the number one choice of hospitals.” Three thoughts: Who wakes…

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I speak to the stumps of long lost trees that I once loved. I tell them how much I miss their leaves and shade and majesty.  Yes, I speak to these stumps aloud, and yes, I use the word “majesty.” Not always, but sometimes.  There are three of these stumps in the world that I…

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