Thistlepricks

Sometimes thoughts just prick at your mind, a lot like walking through the grass and stepping on a thistle. These are some of the "thistlepricks" that I stepped on.

Wednesday, November 20, 2024

Older Me to Younger Me

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  Older Me to Younger Me Make friends. Make a lot of friends. Gather connections like gold.  Be kind. Be real, but be it kindly. There is en...
Wednesday, November 13, 2024

I Hope

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 I hope that when I die, it is on a day that is convenient for others. Second, I hope that the day of my funeral is also convenient for them...
Thursday, October 10, 2024

Inside My Head

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I was reading an autobiography in which the script from the movie “Promise” was being discussed. Specifically, this part concerned schizophr...

You Matter (no i do not)

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The phrase “You Matter” seems to be getting bandied around a lot lately. I understand the sentimentality of it, the intent of being positive...
Tuesday, September 17, 2024

Just Another Thursday

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Just another rock; Just another liver. I will get over it.
Tuesday, August 13, 2024

I Yam

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  And in spite of how hard I try I yam never enough.  I yam a watchdog, I yam a protector, I yam a defender. But nobody wants those unless a...
Thursday, August 1, 2024

Voices From The Past

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Many times in an investigation, witness testimony is, while important, sometimes taken with a grain of salt. The adage is “There are three s...
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Misplaced Scot. Clan Lewis of McLeod on my da's side, MacDougal and Jamieson on my mam's. Collett is pictish from the far north Caithness region. Kilt-wearing, motorcycle riding, champion of the underdog.
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