HeyJaredCut From the Golf Team
Cut from the golf team in high school, running seemed like a good alternative. Plus, there was pizza. I've learned little moments make big impacts on our lives. Let's talk about the little moments.
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What Are Days, Anyway? (opens the original)
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My wife asked recently what I wanted to do for my 60th birthday.“What!?” I said, raising my eyebrows at her.Fuck. 60?This can’t be. I just threw myself a killer 50th birthday party a couple of years ago. How can I be 60?This isn’t a reflection on being 60. Although when I was 16, I remember my grandma turning 60 and thinking she was goddamn old.I’m also not the first to notice life sneaks up on you quickly, nor am I the first to lament the suddenness of it all. But I am having a brand-new apprec
Give Me Some Credit (opens the original)
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Do you have dreams like this?You’re late for class or trying to find the way out of your dorm. Wondering what you’re even doing there and realizing the dorm has no doors. You realize you forgot to go to class for an entire semester, plus you don’t even know how to get to that class. You’re trying to run, but the ground turns to taffy, and suddenly you’re on a boat. Or something like that.I suppose I could use the Google to see what that means, but I already know. I lived that dream for a long ti
"I Have a Lizard in My Pants" (opens the original)
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When I was in college, my friends and I played in the Flagstaff City Dart League. We played because the host bar gave teams free beer during matches. We were pretty good, too. My friend and I even won the 1991 City Team Championship.Other than free beer and darts, my friends and I played because the bar is where the girls hung out. It’s no surprise we were only good at two of the three.Free beer and darts.Girls? Let’s just say we weren’t city champs.It’s 1992. I’d left NAU, ditched the perm and
The Gardeners (opens the original)
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I’ve been rereading my reflections here and it may seem like life dealt me a bad hand. It might’ve, but I’m in a good place.It made me wonder how kids survive. What puts a kid like me in a position to be OK?My parents were teenagers when they had me. They split when I was a kid. A struggling single mom and an alcoholic dad doing the best his disease would allow. A stepdad who was both drunk and a crook who was intent on teaching me those same lessons. Drifting through college for too many years,
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