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The Popularity Contest
A seemingly recurrent theme throughout my years in school–even through college–was that I wasn’t popular. Not that this is particularly a bad thing. But what was clear to me as I got older and moved through school was that most people simply didn’t understand me. And, quite frankly, I didn’t understand them. I had a…
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The Flood and Other Musings From 1982 and 1983
My memory of what exactly happened when during the period of 1982 and 1983 was a little sketchy, so you will have to excuse my meandering thoughts. Like I said in my last post, 1982 started out a bit differently than the previous years–a major flood hit the Santa Cruz area. Getting home from school…
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I Was A Latch Key Kid and Other Fun From 1981
I seem to be tripping merrily along memory lane at the moment, so let’s continue. This post was triggered by my dad’s comment to my last post, which immediately struck me because, well, I have a very different memory of my 7th year on the planet. By the time I started going to Vine Hill…
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Why I Didn’t Go To School Across The Street
The Year Was 1980 and I was 7 years old. When I talked about the world shrinking, and dad had mentioned a few things that happened around that time, I had a rush of memories. And it kind of raised a question–a question that I might have had at the time, and may have gotten…
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Not Emperors…
But they are penguins.
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Rare Look at Red Wolf
He’s off in the distance. Need a proper camera with a zoom lens to get a good shot.
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Where’s the Iguana?
Taken with my Nokia N73 yesterday at the zoo.
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The World Shrank
This post from one of Ken Camp’s lesser known blogs (Edit: that’s his son. Ken Camp Sr.posted it on Vox) got me thinking about what happened between his generation and mine that caused this radical shift from being utterly carefree with kids versus wanting to know whom they are with, what they are doing, is…
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A Random Pink Floyd-inspired Thought about Airline Travel
It seems appropriate that a song by Pink Floyd captures the experience of airline travel in their song “Point Me At The Sky” which I’m sure had nothing to do with their motivations for writing the song. For if you are stout you will have to breathe outWhile the people around you breathe inPeople pressing…
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Going Back Home
In about 24 hours, I should be back home again, or at least much closer to home than I am now. Being away from the usual stuff at home is nice, but I can only spend so long living out of a suitcase and eating out. I eventually miss the creature comforts of home. I…