General
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The very first parrot I owned was the result of a moment of righteous indignation. Or at least, I thought it was righteous. I will admit to a bit of parrot snobbery in my youth. I thought I knew better and could do more. Back in those days they used to sell parrots at places
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It all began with Muffin. Muffin was (and possibly still is) a sweet tempered Blue Fronted Amazon parrot. I have carefully sifted through all of my memories of her and can’t bring up a single one of her biting me. Never fear, however. I have been bitten enough times in subsequent years to make up
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Somewhere in the midst of normal work, normal life (if such a thing exists!) and preparing to move across the country, I have been working on the production of the album “Intro to Spiritual Structures”. This is the studio recording of the teleconferences I taught last year. On a side note, I actually recorded it
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I couldn’t go straight home from the grocery store. This was one of those nights when I needed to drive. I didn’t realize it until I found a particular song on my playlist and then I knew. Something was tired of being contained and well-behaved and I needed some speed and some wind. There is
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It was well over a decade ago when I packed all my worldly possessions in my Geo Prizm and a minivan and my Dad and I made the cross-country trek from Michigan to a foreign land called California. To a bona fide Midwesterner, it felt like falling off the edge of the earth. Which, incidentally,
Beyond the Horizon 