What's Your Story?

In today's world of information overload most people maintain a binary view of things. There's the left; and there's the right.

While I admittedly cant more to the port side than starboard, generally I find both sides full of cow pucky.

Welcome to something Other Than That - a nourishing environment that fosters intelligent discourse with fascinating people.

It's kind of like a social petri dish … just a lot less gooey and damp.

 

Intoxicating Dancers

April 24, 2015 in It is what it is - opinion column | Comments (0)

This morning I emerged from my front door to find that one of my rosebushes had seemingly exploded overnight with a family of hot pink blossoms. There’s nothing more disappointing than gorgeous blooms with no scent. Okay so maybe there are a *few* things more...

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The Politics of Dogs

April 22, 2015 in It is what it is - opinion column | Comments (0)

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You’ve probably heard it said, that on the Internet no one knows you’re a dog. Same also could be said for people’s political affiliations when they’re meandering around the dog park. It’s one of the things I love most about dog...

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Making Sense of Scent

April 20, 2015 in It is what it is - opinion column | Comments (0)

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More than occasionally I wonder whether or not I’m part dog.

Actually, scratch that.

More than occasionally I wonder whether or not I’m more dog than human.

It’s not just that several years ago I made a tectonic shift in my life, bending my...

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Goodbye Before Hello

April 12, 2015 in It is what it is - opinion column | Comments (0)

Of all the great jazz vocalists from the Golden Era, Sarah Vaughan always has been one of my favorites. There’s something about the way she savored every note, every lyric, sometimes stretching a phrase almost to the point of breaking and then releasing it to...

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Cotton Candy and Pulled Taffy

April 8, 2015 in It is what it is - opinion column | Comments (0)

The sky above Hydrant Club on a Spring day…

One of the most glorious things about my place of business is laying back in the cool green grass and gazing up to the sky – especially on a day like today when a high, thin layer of clouds...

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Distractions as Fuel for the Fire

April 6, 2015 in It is what it is - opinion column | Comments (0)

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There’s something deliciously marvelous about being distracted – it can be a fun new project, the promise of a vacation somewhere fabulous or of course that skin tingling sensation of a powerful personal connection. As someone who’s pretty much always busy –...

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Why Bother When Rumi Said It Perfectly?

April 5, 2015 in It is what it is - opinion column | Comments (0)

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I’ve been meditating a lot lately – at least twice a day – and part of my practice has been reading from an array of books and sites focused on mindfulness, meditation and the words of great masters whose voices resonate across...

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Strength of an Oak, Yet Bend Like a Willow

April 3, 2015 in It is what it is - opinion column | Comments (0)

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Building the Hydrant Club has been a fascinating process for me. A seemingly vast array of inbound channels of new things to learn, each one fatter and more jammed with information than the next. I knew I’d be learning about...

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If it walks like a duck and quacks like a duck …

April 1, 2015 in It is what it is - opinion column | Comments (0)

Ah the smell of bigotry. It’s amazing how truly distinctive the aroma, even when wafting thousands of miles across the country.

I’m speaking, of course, about the states of Indiana and Arkansas (the latter of which should ONLY be smelling of the fine barbecue for which...

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Amber Glow of Memory

March 31, 2015 in It is what it is - opinion column | Comments (0)

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The other morning I woke up just as the sun was stretching its arms and reaching above the horizon. Padding into the living room and curling up on the sofa with my coffee, I gleefully pushed back the blinds to bathe...

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