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Continue reading →: My younger self, watching me now, would consider me a complete and total loser
I’ve always struggled with what being an adult means. In many ways I still feel like the same person I was more than 27 years ago, when I was technically not an adult. Sure, I’m a little wiser now, a little less reckless, and there are about 60 more pounds…
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There is no better activity than walking
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Continue reading →: There is no better activity than walkingI got some new walking shoes in the mail recently. Technically, they were advertised as running shoes, but I’m not sure of the difference. Besides, I want to be ready in case I someday break into a trot while wearing them—a trot, because what I do now couldn’t possibly qualify…
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Continue reading →: The best financial advice I ever received was from a guy who had just woken up alongside a riverbank after a 3-day bender
The best financial advice I ever received was from a guy who had just woken up alongside a riverbank after a 3-day bender where he and a buddy had consumed more than 5 gallons of beer via a Party Ball, which is exactly what it sounds like—a huge ball full…
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When I was 16 my head caught on fire
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Continue reading →: When I was 16 my head caught on fireWhen I was 16 my head caught on fire. It was around the 4th of July and my parents had left town on a family vacation that I’d usually take part in, but that year I was old enough to stay home alone and I’d also recently discovered booze. A…
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Back when the fearsome triglyceratops roamed the earth
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Continue reading →: Back when the fearsome triglyceratops roamed the earth2023 is the year of the colonoscopy, my doctor told me recently during my annual checkup. At least, it is for me. The age for the procedure was once 50, she said, but now it’s 45, and now I’m 45. And I can tell you, every time I look in…
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Are birds jealous?
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Continue reading →: Are birds jealous?I wonder sometimes whether birds experience jealousy, as when I recently saw an American goldfinch looking dashing in its spring regalia, balancing on the lip of a backyard birdbath. Looking curiously across at him was a house sparrow, who appeared to be wearing an old burlap sack. Surely the house…
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So go on, ask your doctor if naps are right for you
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Continue reading →: So go on, ask your doctor if naps are right for youI think that there are nap people, and non-nap people, and while I’d rather be a member of the nap people, I’m definitely a non-napper. I probably take fewer than 10 naps per year, whereas I have friends who take naps almost daily. At a happy hour recently the subject…
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Make eye contact
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Continue reading →: Make eye contactI always struggle when a homeless person asks me for money. Do I give it to them? Will this enable their current endeavor, rather than assist them in moving beyond this lifestyle so that they, like me, can live a productive and fulfilling life, giving back to society every single…
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Call the paramedogs
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Continue reading →: Call the paramedogsI live on a fairly busy street that intersects with a much busier street, on which sits a hospital about a mile up the road. In the opposite direction, my street also connects with the interstate. Sirens from ambulances and police are a daily occurrence, and each time as they…
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Continue reading →: Like a stick of butter on an 80 degree day, I was barely holding myself together
A couple of years ago I started weightlifting again. Growing up, my dad had a weightset in the basement. He showed my brother and I the dumbbell and bench press ropes when I was about 12. This was part of being a man (along with fishing and hunting), and while…
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On striving, writing into the abyss, and the ‘why’ of this blog
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Continue reading →: On striving, writing into the abyss, and the ‘why’ of this blogThe key to writing, I think, is to put pen to paper—to just sit down and write. If your fingers keep moving, your brain will eventually catch-up and make sense of it. Years ago, when I was living in Alaska in 1999-2000, I went to hear the humorist and author…
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Continue reading →: Condiments, unflavored snow, and the heroism inherent in a ketchup packet
I usually have an assortment of condiment packets in my vehicle leftover from fast food drive-through visits that might have occurred within the last month or even the last year. I don’t eat fast food often, but I do appreciate neatly packaged flavor pods, and I like that the (often)…
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Gardening, cardening, poetry, and the relentless passage of time
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Continue reading →: Gardening, cardening, poetry, and the relentless passage of timeIn about 2006-07 I had a short-lived column at a local bi-monthly called the Southwest Journal that served southwest Minneapolis, a clever name for the publication to be sure. But like Darts World magazine, you knew what you were getting. A victim of the early days of the pandemic, the…
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Relationships and consensual spreadsheets
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Continue reading →: Relationships and consensual spreadsheetsMondays always feel like an existential crisis, and even more so if your weekend didn’t go as planned. The truth is, I accomplished very little this weekend, unless you consider the ending of a relationship an accomplishment. In which case, I accomplished that. But even that accomplishment I can’t claim…
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Continue reading →: Chips & Salsa + unreasonable fear and overly aggressive self-defense
Has anyone ever finished a jar of salsa, or does one after another get pushed to the back of the fridge, until one day you open a jar and see that it is now a petri dish, mold and all, confirming your suspicions and allowing you to finally toss it…
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Adorable plants that commit murder
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Continue reading →: Adorable plants that commit murderIt’s plant buying season, and not just outdoor plants or plants for the garden, but indoor plants, too. After every winter, several of my houseplants inevitably give up trying to survive in what is at best a hostile environment. They have too much water, or not enough. They get no…
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My skeleton
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Continue reading →: My skeletonEvery night I go to bed I put my skeleton in the closet. I hang it up like a pair of slacks that you don’t want to wrinkle. Were I to leave it in a heap on the floor, it might develop kinks. I could find myself waking in the…
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A lazy, unimaginative wish
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Continue reading →: A lazy, unimaginative wishA white squirrel used to live in relative proximity to my yard. The last couple of years I’d see him once every few weeks or so, but the last week I’ve seen him much more frequently. I’m not sure what changed for him, but now he hops curiously or scurries…
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When it comes to shoes, there is no sale in laces
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Continue reading →: When it comes to shoes, there is no sale in lacesToday I started to notice little green buds tipping off on trees. The sun was out and it felt like spring. A white squirrel tip-toed his way to a bird bath outside my back porch and helped himself to some water. Surely that’s a sign. That this is real spring. …
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The World Wide Boob Web turns 30
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Continue reading →: The World Wide Boob Web turns 30NPR says that on April 30, 1993, something called the World Wide Web launched into the public domain, the brainchild of Tim Berners-Lee, a researcher in Switzerland at CERN, now known for its particle accelerators. I was a freshman in high school in 1993, but I don’t recall using the…
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An open letter to General Mills re: Lucky Charms
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Continue reading →: An open letter to General Mills re: Lucky CharmsGeneral Mills, Inc.P.O. Box 9452Minneapolis, MN 55440 From: Adam D. Overland* Dear General Mills,Over the years, I’ve written many a letter to you requesting the revision of your product Lucky Charms. All requests have been ignored. I have been as polite as possible, but your steadfast resistance to my requests…
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The first fart
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Continue reading →: The first fartFarting is likely the oldest joke in the world, one told by humans and our ancestors since perhaps even before we were able to communicate with each other through symbols or language. Before fire even, there were farts. When someone farts, at least when it’s a friend or family member,…
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Cupid’s Conservative Fantasy Gifts
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Continue reading →: Cupid’s Conservative Fantasy GiftsOut driving today, I saw in the distance a big banner draped from a home’s front deck that read “Pro-Choice.” As I got nearer, I could see the banner also included a little graphic of a worker on a roof, presumably shingling, because under that it said, in small font,…



