Musings by Tulis

I didn’t know how young my parents were. I didn’t know how little they knew because they were so young. I didn’t know that they were winging it. I didn’t know that they didn’t have a plan or a treasure chest of facts and knowledge and certainty. I didn’t know that every day they woke up in a house with five kids all going in different directions.

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... if we humans can go to all this length to consume a thorny clubbed vegetable that tastes like nothing ... and if there are actual farmers who get paid to grow these plants, and in turn, people who will pay to eat them – how is it that world peace eludes us?

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Highschool. We had no idea or vision of the future, and the thought of being 70 or so and looking back was not on our agenda. Being there in the parking lot, leaning against one car or another, no one smoking or drinking, sharing gossip and the tiny markers in our lives that seemed enormous, with the peepers as our background music, that was a place we felt safe and hopeful. You bet we dawdled.

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Having seen Marilyn Maye many, many times for over a decade I know in advance there will be at least one point where she will leave me face down sobbing in my soup (should there be any around).  That is because she has reached into me and touched my poor, poor heart.  I know this and I look forward to it.  Maye reminds me that I am alive and there is a lot of living to do.  Sobbing in my soup is small price to pay.

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As a public service I am offering is a sure fired remedy for Writers Block. Here it is. Stand on your head until the words fall out onto the floor.

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And not for nothin’ but my dad was the guy who showed up when I dislocated my knee, sprained my ankle, sliced my hand open on a broken jar, fractured my wrist – and oh year, cracked up more than one car. He was the guy who knew exactly what to do when I was in a pickle – which happened more than once.

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Wouldn’t get too comfortable on that bar stool if I was you pal – another round is not a good idea.

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First of all I did NOT break the cookie jar. And I know you don’t believe me because you never believe me, which is so totally unfair. I don’t even like cookies so why would I be even near there? I wasn’t near the cookie jar. I wasn’t even in the house.

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What I am looking at here is, I think, a real money maker. A resort called The GetAway. The slogan would be "Get Away from everything – including you.” Because that is what it would be, a place to get away from yourself. Am I right?

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Aging is a change we don’t notice until we do. And we are selective in our noticing.

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