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The neighbors downstairs are thinking, wow, how about that huge poundy rock they keep dropping on the floor up there over and over again? But no, it’s just Marty, cracking open another coconut. For me. With his machete. Am I wrong to suspect this is too much fun for him? Filing this under “things that [...]
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I visited my parents in Youngstown at the beginning of October, and practiced Shiva Nata every day on the huge porch surrounded by gorgeous living trees and bugs and birds and cool, crisp air. There was a huge rainstorm the first few days, and it was amazing to practice on the porch with rain falling [...]
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I finally have a printer that connects wirelessly to my network and prints when I’m in a completely different part of the house. The print quality is great. Plus, it scans — to USB stick, email, or FTP (dude). It’s got a document feeder. It’s huge. And it was insanely easy to set up. And [...]
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I was walking down the stairs at my parents’ house in Youngstown when I realized something monumental—something that perhaps I never realized before: There’s no need for me to base my standard of success on my parents. There’s no need for me to use their criteria to judge whether I’ve done well. It’s only my [...]
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Something pretty awesome happened this last week, and I have been spurred by that awesome thing to move some Virtual Magpie posts over here, to make worldmegan.net my primary writing outlet. I came across a post I made over there—Seeing Again—and I realized that I didn’t want to just duplicate it here. I needed to [...]
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I read The Story of B, and I’m obsessed with spirals. If you’ve read it, you might know why. It’s just a little thing, but so big! And spirals are important for many reasons. But before I even started to speculate on those reasons, I was feeling drawn to spirals everywhere. Automatically. Without thought. The [...]
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I half-awoke this morning (two hours later than I’d intended, oops), grabbed my glass of water and stumbled sleepily into the bathroom to brush my teeth. Except the glass bumped the edge of the counter and slipped out of my hand, and shattered into a million pieces on the bathroom floor. What a way to [...]
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