A FISH TALE

I suppose you’ve heard the saying, “Not all liars are fishermen, but all fishermen are liars”.  As a young boy, whenever I would hear someone boast of the giant fish they had caught or the enormous bounty they had managed to haul in, I assumed they were full of shit and simply piling on extra…

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TASTES LIKE PISS

Have you ever noticed that when many people drink something the taste of which they are not particularly fond, they tend to scrunch up their face, close their eyes, shake their head from side to side and invariably announce, with considerable consternation, that the concoction they have just ingested, “tastes like piss”?  Now, being a…

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IT’S NOT THE GATORS

I remember one year back in college, my brother and I dragged my father to Florida the first week of March for a little ‘escape the winter’ golfing get-away.  On that trip I met a man whose real name I can’t for the life of me remember, but insisted we call him ‘Bun’, who, without…

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SUSSUDIO

I hate Phil Collins.  There, I said it.  Though it feels pretty good to get that off my chest, I do admit I feel a slight twinge of guilt saying it…I do definitely hate him though.  The reason I feel a touch uncomfortable is that it isn’t entirely his fault that I feel the way…

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BEER AND VITAMIN PILLS

It is not necessary to be stupid to do stupid things.  As a matter of fact, sometimes it takes a decent level of scientific wherewithal to be an idiot.  What I mean to say is that it is possible to use a slightly warped scientific method to justify, at least to yourself, exhibiting a fair…

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YEAH, I STILL RUN

Last weekend an ex-colleague of mine contacted me to say he had read my book and, seeing as a good chunk of it was dedicated to how much time I spend training, he asked me if I still ran and rode my bike as much as I had when we worked together.  My simple reply…

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‘TIS BUT A SCRATCH

Growing up there were very few things that I looked forward to more than, or enjoyed quite as much as, playing pitch and catch with my father on the lawn in front of our house.  Everything about it was great: warm weather, sporting activity, spending quality alone time with my dad.  Thinking about it now,…

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EINSTEIN GOES TO DUNKIN DONUTS

The other day a colleague of mine pulled me out of my office to watch one of his students play badminton.  Apparently, I just had to see this kid dominate his classmates who were having a hard time scoring a single point.  I reluctantly left what I was doing and watched, unimpressed, for ten or…

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THE LACROSSE BALL MORALITY TEST

It has been quite difficult in the past several weeks to watch the news without feeling the need to take a cleansing shower afterwards.  Fragmented morality, at best, seems to have become the default setting of an ever-increasing number of the politicians we have entrusted the stewardship of our planet, and I have been wondering…

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THE CARELESS WHALER

Having an elevated level of mindfulness is not the typical default setting of the psyche in teenaged boys, particularly when on summer vacation from school.  Most tasks are completed without significant forethought as to the vicissitude of possible outcomes because, unless there is nudity involved, or a new bike, surfboard, or video game, the adolescent’s…

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