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We wake up, do whatever must first be done, and stagger to the kitchen to swallow whatever must be swallowed first. Somewhere along the way, we recover enough presence of mind to make some decisions. One of those decision is who we will be this day. We fumble through the sock drawer, the underwear drawer,…

Just about every time I announce that I am going to try and observe a new discipline, I experience roadblocks. The hardest thing in my life has always been the process called "restart." It is at least as hard as starting. In fact, the only thing hard about starting is really the fear of stopping…

Not that I was worried, but the test went well and my colon was very clean and beautiful. In fact, I was very pleased with my intestines. Have you ever seen them? They are really quite lovely, elegant, and efficient. More later.

When you hit 50, you start holding your breath. It might be a month; it may be over a year, but at some point you are going to have a conversation with your doctor. He is going to casually say, almost under his breath, "Well, don’t you think it is time for a sigmoidoscopy?" I’m…

It was quite a tour of a big chunk of California, but we are now back. The wedding Saturday was beautiful. Home sweet home really is sweet. In the memorial service Friday, I did an exposition of the 23rd Psalm with pauses for memories and stories of a rather extraordinary and troubled young man who…

Day’s Inn, Westley, CA – on the road to L.A. – Memorial serive of 18 year old Randy Johnson last night – bittersweet. Wedding this afternoon. Lots of driving. No time to write – much time to reflect.