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Fleeting Truth(s): Jun 16, 2010
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Where the truth can run. but it can't hide. Jun 16, 2010. Mis) Adventures In Suburbia. Been over a year since we fled NYC for the quietude and peace of a beach side town in CT. Really, it’s not all that different than city living. Fine it’s completely different. Quickly discovered Pilates is to Yoga what a Marathon is to say, jogging around the block. Just because you’re good at one, means you probably suck at the other. 10 minutes into class I was half-pretzeled raising one leg behind me i...Like the as...
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Fleeting Truth(s): Nov 8, 2012
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Where the truth can run. but it can't hide. Nov 8, 2012. Playing Cultiural Catch Up. I've been trying to reconnect to my Latin heritage a bit. Inspired by the continued increase of Latin / Hispanic participation during the last two Presidential cycles and the proliferation of Hispanic Oriented media, I've been delving into the culture via television programming. Last night I watched the Premiere Radio Awards Show. Or something like that. I saw the words 'Premios De La Radio' and my keen linguisti...In a ...
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Fleeting Truth(s): Jul 15, 2009
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Where the truth can run. but it can't hide. Jul 15, 2009. When (lack of) Art Imitates Life. Is there really a site for lost notes? Did Scott (socks or not) truly write this? Because I've been duped too many times. Life has been over-edited and in the process, upstaged by facsimile. Maybe I'm jaded. But I just can't extend the innocence of wonder to any suggestion of 'original material' any more. Personally, I don't think there ever was a Maria. Finally, tube socks? But I figure by the time that level of ...
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Fleeting Truth(s): (Mis) Adventures In Suburbia...
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Where the truth can run. but it can't hide. Jun 16, 2010. Mis) Adventures In Suburbia. Been over a year since we fled NYC for the quietude and peace of a beach side town in CT. Really, it’s not all that different than city living. Fine it’s completely different. Quickly discovered Pilates is to Yoga what a Marathon is to say, jogging around the block. Just because you’re good at one, means you probably suck at the other. 10 minutes into class I was half-pretzeled raising one leg behind me i...Like the as...
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Fleeting Truth(s): ‘I’m going, to Sandy Hook okay?...'
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Where the truth can run. but it can't hide. Dec 15, 2012. 8216;I’m going, to Sandy Hook okay? I’m both asking my wife and daughter permission and telling them. Ann knows I have to go. Maitreya, in her own way – knows the same. Its dark out, night’s fallen. Ann holds me in a loving, stern look, says ‘Text us, promise? 8217;, delivered in the concerned tone of someone who knows sadness comes in pairs, and doesn’t want grief’s twin visiting her with news of anothe. R, untimely accident. I pass numerous youn...
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Fleeting Truth(s): Dec 15, 2012
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Where the truth can run. but it can't hide. Dec 15, 2012. 8216;I’m going, to Sandy Hook okay? I’m both asking my wife and daughter permission and telling them. Ann knows I have to go. Maitreya, in her own way – knows the same. Its dark out, night’s fallen. Ann holds me in a loving, stern look, says ‘Text us, promise? 8217;, delivered in the concerned tone of someone who knows sadness comes in pairs, and doesn’t want grief’s twin visiting her with news of anothe. R, untimely accident. I pass numerous youn...
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Fleeting Truth(s): The Cool Warmth Of Family
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Where the truth can run. but it can't hide. Aug 19, 2009. The Cool Warmth Of Family. The “message” says to bring Bushmill’s whisky (my dad’s favorite for some time, who says time doesn’t heal all? But the morticians aren’t moving. They’re whispering in too-loud voices. Something’s wrong. “Problem? I bite the inside of my cheek to keep from laughing. Then I wrench my mother’s cold arm-stick up in one quick motion. It gives way somewhere at the shoulder and rises from dry-ice mist in to view. As we leave t...
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Fleeting Truth(s): Jul 2, 2009
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Where the truth can run. but it can't hide. Jul 2, 2009. Life, One Page At A Time. The lung cancer ravaged my mother like an uncontrolled fire, finally consuming her entirely one morning, seven weeks after her initial diagnosis. The Montoya’s came to the New World in 1546. Given a land grant in New Mexico, they settled on 700 acres of land living as Gauchos and ranchers and still do, today. We moved her home to the couch and watched her labored breath move her chest slowly, up and down, each breath possi...
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Fleeting Truth(s): Playing Cultiural Catch Up...
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Where the truth can run. but it can't hide. Nov 8, 2012. Playing Cultiural Catch Up. I've been trying to reconnect to my Latin heritage a bit. Inspired by the continued increase of Latin / Hispanic participation during the last two Presidential cycles and the proliferation of Hispanic Oriented media, I've been delving into the culture via television programming. Last night I watched the Premiere Radio Awards Show. Or something like that. I saw the words 'Premios De La Radio' and my keen linguisti...In a ...