Two years ago my friend, Nicole, took her own life. How do I feel about that? Annoyed! Not angry, just annoyed. Annoyed that she did not find a way out of that situation. Annoyed she wasted her life. She was an intelligent woman. Even if she wasn’t happy with her own life she could have […]
Cancer and uncontrolled socioeconomic growth – a common cause?
Ras proto-oncogenes and memetic metastasis A hypothesis concerning how defective human pheromone receptors may be implicated in mental and social pathologies Could uncontrolled social growth have a genetic basis, in much the same way that cancers do? I was ruminating on this while walking past the old hospital complex in downtown Eugene, which strikes me […]
Tarmac Meditations #75: Interval Training
Went out earlier today. I walked 30 minutes on account of coach said so. Afterwards Merlin and I did a minute run, a minute walk, on the track, and finished by walking the quarter mile. Then we did it again. A kind of interval work out except not really since intervals generally include running faster […]
Nanna (Sister)
NANNA: (SISTER) I am blind. I cannot help my mother. My husband left food out for us this morning. The social worker said I should place mother. She fell out of her chair, dozing. I tried to feel where she was. Didn’t know where her head or her buttocks were. The social worker is the […]
A Brief Excursion into National Vital Statistics
A few days ago our local paper, the Eugene Register-Guard, ran an article from a pediatrician. The writer talked about two parents of his patients who had recently committed suicide and speculated that the poor economy and chronic unemployment were contributing to a rise in suicide rates. The article caught my eye because three men […]
Tarmac Meditations #74: Nickname
Met the usual suspects, Flash, Merlin and Bigfoot (don’t ask) We call me F-Stop, OldNSlow, OldDude, Shooter. I figure there is so much of me these days that I can use a few names. In fact it seems that there is no consensus on MY nickname. It is a local rule, is it not, that […]
Tarmac Meditations #73: It Rains here in February except sometimes it snows. Part One
Long day yesterday. Track work, doctors, coaches, photo shoot. I got it all done but found myself thinking that beauty in the world has a moral imperative. Or does it? I’m not even sure I know what that means except that I think that as a writer and a shooter I often feel like I […]
A Piece Of My Life
Writer Sylva Ifedigbo shares a personal challenge he has with public speaking and hints on how he is working to overcome it.
Tarmac Meditations #72: Grace is Where You Find It
A Lion had come to the end of his days and lay sick unto death at the mouth of his cave, gasping for breath. The animals, his subjects, came round him and drew nearer as he grew more and more helpless. When they saw him on the point of death they thought to themselves: “Now […]
Tarmac Meditations #72: Overnight Summer had Ended
I woke up that morning to find that overnight summer had ended. The morning wind brought a hint of winter chill and the lake was flat. The fog lay heavy in the weeds, blue in the absence of sunlight. The steel boats tied to the floats had a resigned feel, at least to me they […]
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