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The 7 Weirdest Things People Do in Their Cars

You. Yeah, I’m talking to you right now. Don’t pretend that I didn’t just see that happen. Just because we are at a stop light and you are in a 1932 ford 3 window coupe car doesn’t mean that we are in separate worlds. I am not a figment of your imagination. I really just…
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Confession: I Joined a Ghost Gang.

When I was 4 years old, I came to a revolutionary conclusion: Ghosts are dumb. My family lived in the epitome of 1974 trailer luxury in a little town called Cottage Grove. I’m pretty sure we even had brown shag carpeting, an industry standard at the time. I was pretty young, and my little brother…
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MacDeath: Knowledge for Your Brainhole

Bloody swords, broken corpses, near-mishaps…These are things that MacBeth is made of. Or perhaps, just the things that MacBeth has made up. If you find yourself backstage during a performance of any play and strike up a conversation about the “Scottish Play”, you will find yourself shoved out, turned around, and forced to quote Shakespeare,…
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5 Things You Want to Do When You Get Home From Your Mission, But SHOULDN’T!!

Yesterday, my beautiful sister Hillary came home from her mission in Brazil.  Since I wrote her a small book before she left entitled, “How to Be a Missionary,” I thought I would write her a book about being a returned missionary as a welcome home present. There are a lot of things that I talk…
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Roller Coaster Perspective

I love rollercoasters. I love the crazy thrill that you get as you are getting pulled up to the top, that chuck-chuck-chuck as it slowly rises above the skyline. There is always a moment of dizzy excitement for me, and I’m pretty sure I always have a moment where I think, “This was a bad…
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Object Lesson: Thrifted

One of the earliest memories I have is of walking through a dusty building that my mother called “The Good Wheel.”  At least that is what I thought she called it.  Little did I know that she was sparking in my tiny frame a muscle memory that would drive my need for secondhand clothing forever.…
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Darkness

I went for a walk with my faithful dog, Turk, last night. It was late, about 9pm. The heat in Portland has been stifling over the past couple of days, and a walk through the cooling August air was just what I needed to bring my temperature down to semi-normal levels. As I was walking…
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How to Swear Like a Mormon

I have been a Mormon for quite a while now. There are many things about it that I enjoy. For instance, I love that I can go to any church in any part of the world and know that I’ll always make it to church about 5 minutes after the sacrament has already been passed.…
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Candles or Flames?

I have never been called a “lady’s lady.” In fact, I don’t think anyone EVER has been called that. When I was growing up, I felt pretty comfortable hanging around with boys, or the girls that looked suspiciously like them. I don’t know what that meant about me back then, but I sure as heck…
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Addiction to Spotlights

I don’t believe I have had such a hard time writing anything in my whole life. Of course, you blog readers are very special to me. I feel like we have already come such a long way together. Me, telling you all the weird crap that comes into my head. You, reading it and then…
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Midnight – A Poem

I am awake at midnight. This is not right. I blew my nose and snot came out of my eye. That was even wronger. Still, it is good to be aliveyoungsmartstablehealthyfriendlyhappyfunnysillysexylovedlovingmothersisterdaughterwifegentlecrazyunstable absoluteblessedthinshortcrookedtakenoprisoners Willow And I am happy that I get to wake up tomorrow to her. That feels very right. To lay her demons down…
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“Act III: Everybody’s Dead” or “Screwing the Punchline”

I find myself in a particularly creative mood today.  Abigail is happily watching an animated television show that ran for 3 weeks on HBO called “The Neverending Stories,” based on the movie.  I am back at my current addiction, shooting Facebook intravenously into the vein in my big toe.  So, I thought I’d  put the…
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