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Mushroom's-Blog: December 2013
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Tuesday, December 17, 2013. I saw stars. My car’s horn blared then stopped. 8220;Turn of the engine! Turn off the engine! 8221; someone was yelling. “Are you alright? 8221; asked a man in his 20s. “Do you have insurance? 8220;Yes, I do,” I managed to say, as blood poured from my nose. A police officer stood next to the driver’s side door. “Can you unbuckle your seatbelt? 8220;Let me help you,” said the officer as he reached over me and undid the latch. “Is this your car? Can I see your license? Street, a...
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Mushroom's-Blog: The Curse of Nair
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Wednesday, January 22, 2014. The Curse of Nair. 8220;I’m not old enough to have a son who shaves,” she said. Her lips returned to their pout. I was thrilled that she noticed, even if she wasn’t happy with my fuzzy upper lip. I was glad that somebody else noticed. 8220;When can you or dad take me to the store to buy a razor? 8221; I asked with my eyes aglow. 8220;Come with me to the bathroom,” she said. Tubular container in her hand. “Sit down,” she said pointing to the toilet seat. 8221; I asked. That...
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Mushroom's-Blog: July 2014
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Tuesday, July 01, 2014. Be a Blessing Today. When we start our day with gratitude to the Creator for our life and we state, "I am a blessing," we put into motion our becoming a blessing. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile. Subscribe To My Blog. Links to my favorite blogs and sites. Viet Nam Body Count - the book's blog. The Wall - Viet Nam Memorial. When we set our minds to be a blessing, the universe hears and helps to make it so. Be a Blessing Today.
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Tuesday, March 31, 2015. If I were you and you were me. If I were you and you were me. Would I like you and would you like me? Would we like what we'd see? Perhaps not, but then, maybe so! Would I love you or would I hate you? Would I praise you or condemn you? After a time, I do believe,. A different reality I would perceive. I would know you and I would love you. I would delight in who you are. For I would see that the totality of my experiences. Is what make me me. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
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Mushroom's-Blog: What If…
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Thursday, May 07, 2015. I hate What Ifs. That question haunts me, taunts me,. Dragging tears down my face. And twisting my stomach into knots. All day long the What Ifs hound me. New ones wake me up at night. What if I had called? What if I had been there? What if, what if, what if…. The What Ifs are not levers. To a time machine that rectifies,. That deletes, that cheats death. What ifs can not, do not, will not. And yet, they march, uninvited. Into my day and linger long into the night.
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Mushroom's-Blog: March 2013
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Wednesday, March 20, 2013. I welcome spring with eagerness. Sometimes we yearn for the next season to begin. Spring announces new growth. Hopefully our hearts and minds return to their spring often. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile. Subscribe To My Blog. Links to my favorite blogs and sites. Viet Nam Body Count - the book's blog. The Wall - Viet Nam Memorial. When we set our minds to be a blessing, the universe hears and helps to make it so.
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Mushroom's-Blog: May 2015
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Thursday, May 07, 2015. I hate What Ifs. That question haunts me, taunts me,. Dragging tears down my face. And twisting my stomach into knots. All day long the What Ifs hound me. New ones wake me up at night. What if I had called? What if I had been there? What if, what if, what if…. The What Ifs are not levers. To a time machine that rectifies,. That deletes, that cheats death. What ifs can not, do not, will not. And yet, they march, uninvited. Into my day and linger long into the night. The Wall - Viet...
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Mushroom's-Blog: September 2013
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Friday, September 20, 2013. Seattle Times article by Jerry Large. Originally published Sunday, September 15, 2013 at 8:04 PM. Vietnam vet puts his screams into words. Mushroom Montoya has written a book about the disillusionment he experienced as a young sailor helping bombard the coast of Vietnam in the 1970s. Seattle Times staff columnist. Mushroom Montoya is good with words, but there was a time when they were insufficient, when he just screamed and ran and screamed some more. In the book, his ship, t...
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Mushroom's-Blog: November 2013
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Wednesday, November 13, 2013. 8220;Hurry, Jeremy,” Denise, his mother, yelled from the kitchen. “You’re breakfast is getting cold.”. Jeremy’s awareness swung from building to building on Spiderman’s web as his eyes jumped from one panel to the next in his comic book. He sat atop his loft bed. He heard his mother’s call. “Just one more page,” he whispered to himself as the aroma of bacon and eggs wafted up to his bed. 8220;Keep Orlando out of here! 8221; he yelled apologetically. “I spilt my mil...He cros...
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Mushroom's-Blog: Nasal Adventure
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Tuesday, December 17, 2013. I saw stars. My car’s horn blared then stopped. 8220;Turn of the engine! Turn off the engine! 8221; someone was yelling. “Are you alright? 8221; asked a man in his 20s. “Do you have insurance? 8220;Yes, I do,” I managed to say, as blood poured from my nose. A police officer stood next to the driver’s side door. “Can you unbuckle your seatbelt? 8220;Let me help you,” said the officer as he reached over me and undid the latch. “Is this your car? Can I see your license? Street, a...
