Fourteen years this month since she first took note of Capricorn wheeling his ancient cryptogram again and again across winter skies and ushering her child into the world. He never seemed to mind sharing his show with Christmas, probably felt in his younger years a jolly Jesus-camaraderie, a knowing unalloyed by age and sophistication that […]
Word origin has always been fascinating to me. Maybe it’s because I love the history of things, where they come from and how they might have changed through the years. The written language is filled with words and phrases that can be traced back for centuries. Consider the word milestone. The origins of this word
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Art Keane finished calculating the monthly budget and wondered how he was going to tell his family there would be no vacation that year. It was Saturday, and he hadn’t had a day off in months, much less a few hours to relax and think about anything other than financial pressures. Exhausted and secretly afraid
Carli pointed the BELIEF-B-GON at her would be ex-husband, Carl, and pressed the machine’s blue button. The instructions for the BELIEF-B-GON were clear: STEP 1: Press red button to record new belief. STEP 2: Aim front of device at target. STEP 3: Press blue button. They were written by a man of science marketing a
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The only thing as bad as the naïve, self-promoting bureaucratic, self-pitying, excuse-making, manipulative, overly idealistic, pretentious, system-sucking Democrat is the self-righteous, birth-entitled, Christian “Right,” “everyone-has-a-choice” preaching, bean-counting, in-denial-of-their social advantage, and blind to how the other half must live Republican. The only thing as great as the forward thinking, solution focused, empathetic, compassionate, self-sacrificing, social-class
Here’s a thing about me: I hate getting out of bed in the morning. When I was young, my mother warned me to always be careful about using the word “hate.” It was a powerful thing, she told me. It could hurt others’ feelings and eventually turn me into a bitter person. It couldn’t be
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