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The Rock -

He was like bedrock Firm and compacted Unmoving and unyielding I had no desire to weather This man of long-held views And entrenched ways I merely wished to stream Along his edges And touch his borders And to chip away Some of his solidity Into my fluidity

Remember there are always worse things . . . .

Just when I think that my life is bad or my sadness is too great, I read the news and realize I'm just a whiney baby who has no cause to feel so depressed. I was going through a crying spell and decided to do what I do when I get upset: I read the news. The world is such a curious place that I'm usually wrapped up for a block of time reading a story, researching tidbits I learned, or reading further clarifications. It's not that I am specifically looking for stories that make my life seem better, but as all you perusers of the news know, the articles are rife with negativity. This evening, I read an article about 29 children dying in a fire at a daycare in Sonora, Mexico . They also confirmed today that the body of the little girl found on the banks of a river in Michigan was the 5-year-old girl, Nevaeh Buchanan , who went missing on May 24, 2009. I also read the uplifting and heart-wrenching story of Betty Makoni , who is a survivor of rape as a child in Zimbabwe.

Product Going National!

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In August 2008, I designed the logo and packaging for a golf tee named the SmarTee . The inventor just called me to let me know that my logo would be used in a national spot television commercial. It is a very satisfying feeling.

Power to the Snail!

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Slowly millimetering itself along the walkway to my apartment is the everyday garden snail. The snail is not an attractive creature. It does have an interesting shell, but its earth-toned body is slimy and not particularly endearing, and yet, I have such empathy for the snail. Perhaps my empathy stems from its very slowness. That must be it. One day, my sons and I made a quick trip to the local grocery store. Since it is close by my apartment, we walked. On the way down the walkway, we saw a snail had just started to cross the walkway. I advised my sons not to squish the creature, though they didn’t know why. My general answer is that it is a living thing and deserves to live and die naturally. When we returned about 40 minutes later, the snail had gone ¾ of the way across the walkway. My sons were shocked! It had taken the snail so very long to cross and it still had a ways to go. I used the opportunity to convince my boys they shouldn’t kill the snails we see. After