To the grocery store!
They got edible cactus in a jar
Mixes and accessories for my bar
Breakfast cereal that comes in a box
Bagels, cream cheese and even the lox
Fruits thoughtfully sealed inside of wax
Winged feminine products sold in packs
Only forty-two varieties of Wheat Thins
Toilet paper with gels squirted in
Everything you ever needed and more
You’ll find it all at the grocery store!
A wise woman once said, “I learned a hard lesson this day. … [N]ever and I repeat NEVER EVER take Tom shopping again!!!” This person was my wife of two years ago. Not my wife of today. Apparently the two have never met.
Our story begins and ends in a grocery store…
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Blame the random number generator that this one got picked. I’m too busy being an artiste.
This is my reblog of the week. It’s a nice look at empathy. The video, one I’ve seen before, is excellent and worth a look. The article starts by mentioning a hero where empathy is her magical power. What a neat idea. If you know how I feel about empathy then you already know I think this post is a great way to shore up thoughts about empathy in your own brain!
Originally posted on Nicole Fronda:
I recently reviewed a book by Michelle Tea called The Mermaid in Chelsea. Go ahead and check that out if you like, but it takes the form of any typical YA fantasy, coming-of-age, hero’s journey where the main character discovers she has inherited a special, magical power that will help her save the world. The way the book describes her power is much cooler than how I’m going to put it, but quite simply the hero’s power is just a heightened form of empathy.
Makes sense though, right? The world would be a much nicer place if everyone practiced a little more empathy. Yet, despite how often the word gets thrown around, people generally still find it difficult to empathize effectively. That’s why I like to chalk up empathy as a rare superpower. It’s something that everyone should want to attain. But unlike nightvision or flying, you won’t need some comet or scientific potion to acquire empathy. Empathy is an important and special ability anyone can hone with a little practice.
A lot of people ask me, “Hey, asshole. Where do you get your blogging topics?” Good question. Using today as an example, I had an early morning Facebook chat with mom. Later, I decided to write about it. See? That’s how it’s done. -Ed.
I don’t use the Facebook a lot. It’s mainly for poking. And, way less often, liking. I’ve been patiently waiting for the HATE button. I’d settle for DISLIKE. Maybe then I’d use it more.
For me, the primary purpose of Facebook is that it’s a place to post selfies I’ve taken during urban riots when I’m standing atop overturned police cars that are on fire. With my shirt off.
Other than that I have little use for the thing.
Then there’s mom. You respond to a message from mom at your own peril.
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It’s been about eight months since we moved to the big, big city of Portland, Oregon. The snow storm was fun. Sure, it wasn’t the 50′ of being buried alive of my dreams, but it was cute. We spent seven cozy days “trapped” in our home.
Then came the wind.
Last night the wind mercilessly ravaged our house. As much as I’m loathe to consider any weather-related thought, it finally crossed my mind: Jeez, when is the wind going to die down?
Sure, I enjoy as much as the next person finding my garbage cans tossed about and the contents strewn about the neighborhood. Who doesn’t? But even that can eventually get old.
What gives? Is this typical for Rip City? Or is it something new, perhaps a harbinger of doom?
I’m betting on the latter. Take off your helmet, stay awhile and listen. Lend me your ears because I’ve got some of the indigenous lifeforms ready to help us bore down into the story.
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