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Nelson in Paris: Imagine
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More than just a class. Saturday, July 19, 2014. When I was seventeen,. My mother said to me. Don't stop imagining. The day that you do is the day that you die.". I still think I'm the most important man on the planet. I'm taller in my mind than I am in the mirror. Sometimes I imagine other people watching my life like it was a movie. Why they don't change the channel, I have no idea. I think spiders are out to get me. I think there's a spider behind me right now. MIrrors are somehow scarier in the dark.
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Nelson in Paris: May 2013
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More than just a class. Wednesday, May 29, 2013. Two years, really? Has it really been two years since I updated this blog? Blogs are like kids. It's easy to forget about them if you have too many. And I have 13 blogs. (Luckily, for my kids, I only have three kids.). Speaking of novels and wishes children and ideas, here's something for you. And I'm serious this time. I'm going to write this summer. Really. That's all I have so far. Oh, wait, and the title:. So here goes nothing. Two years, really?
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Nelson in Paris: July 2014
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More than just a class. Tuesday, July 29, 2014. I'm too old to be here. I'm too old to be writing such angsty poetry about love and heartbreak and sadness. I should be turning a wrench and watching the news and sharing all my political beliefs on Facebook. I'm too old to be laughing at farts. I'm too old to be wearing basketball shorts when we go out to dinner. Too old to be shaving my head and growing a beard just to be different. I'm too old to roll my eyes when my mom won't get off the phone. I've pas...
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Nelson in Paris: Shopping List
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More than just a class. Wednesday, June 11, 2014. Cinnamon Toast Crunch (2-pack from Costco). More time with my kids (at parks). Time away from my kids (at the movies). Stand-up comedy on Netflix. An iPhone I can afford (*doesn't exist). Sunshine (but I'm in the shade). Something to do (meaningful). Feelings of peace (in my heart and stomach and fibers). A new pen (G2 or better). Retweets (and favorites, I guess). A haircut (fresh and clean). A made bed (soft sheets and not too many pillows).
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Nelson in Paris: June 2013
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More than just a class. Sunday, June 30, 2013. Things that go through my mind when I struggle to make eye contact withyou. Where should I be looking? Why did they look down? Do I have a booger in my nose? Why did they look up? Am I going bald? Is there a New Girl on tonight? I need to record it. Which eye should I be looking at? Man, his eyebrows are thick. I could beat this dude up. How often should I blink? This guy's arms are really big. Does my breath stink? What time is it? Does she think I'm weird?
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Nelson in Paris: August 2013
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More than just a class. Sunday, August 18, 2013. Summer Dies Every Year. Tomorrow it begins again. And you're nowhere to be found. You've moved on and that's cool. It's the way it's supposed to be. It's the way the congressmen wrote everything up. It's what Mother Nature does every fall. Now I have to start over. With new teenagers. A new group of people who took my class for all the wrong reasons. Thanks for the memories. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Summer Dies Every Year.
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Nelson in Paris: Silence
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More than just a class. Friday, July 11, 2014. I turned 35 a few hours ago, so excuse me if I clear my throat too much. The fridge won't stop running and that's the way it is with me somehow. Yeah, sure, I feel old. I remember being a teenager and being 24 and turning 16 and almost being 30 and yesterday. But imagine how my mom feels today. I keep thinking I'm going to have it all figured out tomorrow. If you play something for 35 years, you're supposed to be an expert, right? I must be afraid of silence.
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Nelson in Paris: June 2014
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More than just a class. Sunday, June 29, 2014. The day i discovered fire. And the whole world was asleep when the fire started. Here, in my heart. here, in my journal. here, on my blog. here, in the middle of the night when nobody was even listening. not my wife, my students, my twitter followers, my daughter. nobody. The fire was burning before any of them. But you didn't discover fire. i did. I've been melting people since the 80's. and i ain't about to stop now. Wednesday, June 11, 2014. Something to ...
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Nelson in Paris: Summertime Sadness
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More than just a class. Sunday, July 6, 2014. Summertime Sadness - Tribute to Lana del Rey (Instrumental Version) by Music Junkie on Grooveshark. There's something magical about sitting in your backyard on a Sunday afternoon the moment church is about to begin. It's like walking out of class early. It's like calling in sick to work on a Monday morning. It's like walking around barefoot on the carpet after you've been wearing roller skates for two hours. I'm scared to go on the roof of my house. I have no...
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Nelson in Paris: the day i discovered fire
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More than just a class. Sunday, June 29, 2014. The day i discovered fire. And the whole world was asleep when the fire started. Here, in my heart. here, in my journal. here, on my blog. here, in the middle of the night when nobody was even listening. not my wife, my students, my twitter followers, my daughter. nobody. The fire was burning before any of them. But you didn't discover fire. i did. I've been melting people since the 80's. and i ain't about to stop now. Really cool and Im not being sarcastic.
