Category: Wild Card

If you rent an Air’B’nb in Eastport, here’s what you’re not going to do

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Set out in your swimwear and hit the beach for a day in the water and sunning.

It’s too much on the chilly side, for starters. As for the beaches around here? They’re small, pockets of rocks and pebbles, mostly – rarely sand.

Dine out at a different restaurant every night. Not unless you want to drive a distance.

Go out dancing through the night. Midnight is 8 pm.

Just so you know what you’re in for.

A half-dozen unrelated quips

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Everything is theoretical until it happens to you.

Usually, everyone I see with a tattoo made a mistake.

In my eyes, my grandparents were always old. But now I’m so much beyond where they were.

Everybody’s fucked up. At least consider that as a starting point of observation.

Trying to deal with death before you’re really beginning to understand the mystery of life is out of sequence.

In the meditation of Quaker worship, a place I call the deep water. Only these days, I would also be concerned about sharks below.

Practicing excellence in modest work

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Rather than the big splash – the masterwork, Oscar performance, Pulitzer Prize, MVP sort of thing.

Think of a pastor, crafting sermon after sermon each week.

A woman who found housing for the homeless and then patiently worked them through their finances to point them toward independence.

The big dreams of a novelist or poet page by page that never found a readership, or the correspondent for a local weekly newspaper.

A doctor or nurse. Teacher. Carpenter. Mechanic.

Keep your eye open and the list grows quickly.

It even becomes more impressive than many who have fame.