The Miracle on Grass…

When I was 8 years old, I remember watching the USA hockey team beat the Soviets. I remember because I was at my grandmother’s place. She had a small television, and while I didn’t understand exactly what was happening, I understood that it meant something. It was a different time and place, but watching the […]

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Two Years Ago

Sunday, May 11, 2008. Mother’s Day. I don’t need to look up the day. It’s etched in my head. When you call your parents from jail, you tend to remember those days. That day would be the first day of my sobriety, which in 2 days will have reached 2 years. I promised my mother […]

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Los Suns

In a cynical time, it’s good to remember that sports — when it’s done right, and so rarely is it done so — reflects the very best of who we are a people. One group, dedicated to a single goal. For one night, in protest of the draconian immigration law passed in the state of […]

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Mystery Men: Smash Mouth, “Allstar”

It’s finals weekend, which means I’m trapped in the kitchen baking goodies for the kids who survived Bradpocalypse Spring 2010. It’s the least I can do. It’s also movie weekend. I treated myself to this forgotten gem (with Janeane Garafalo, on whom I have a little crush left over from when she used to be […]

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Sick (89 of 90)

It’s the last day of the 90 in 90 challenge and I’m a day behind. As I have been for the last few weeks. Although I have an actual excuse this time: I’m sick. I don’t fight that feeling in the way that I used to. In my younger days, I would ignore the onset […]

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Running…(88 of 90)

If I’m not careful with myself, I loop. My mind works in an odd way, one that I’ve written about here and there before. It’s not anything crippling or debilitating, but it’s certainly a thing. The world in my head works in a very specific way. There’s no getting around that. Still, it’s not entirely […]

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