Beautiful and Terrible Things Will Happen

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Well Martinis Optional, I have been avoiding you.  Not so much avoiding you, as passive-aggressively thinking about you and deeming myself unworthy to send you message and strike up a conversation.  I have had no shortage of things we could have talked about (and probably should have) over the past five weeks, and perhaps now […]

The Parent(hood) Trap

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Ok, women readers of Martinis Optional.  It’s about to get ugly up in here.  Really ugly.  I’m just warning you.  Consider this that inflammotory surgeon general thing on the box or that intrusive “Hey this is not really food” label that California wants to start putting on WheatThins.  Whatever the metaphor, just know, that I […]

The Unforgiving Past Recedes

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An Overstewed Homage to The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel This little speck of a film has been picking at my mind for nearly a month now.  And not just because I promised a blog response to it (though in part because of that), I find myself compelled to say something about the cautionary tale of a […]

The Innkeeper’s Yes

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I love a good Christmas letter.  Ok, let’s be honest, I love a bad Christmas letter.  I love the aggrandizing kid stories, the posed pictures from that vacation to the St. Louis arch, the painstaking skill at masking the rebellion of that one child you’ve been toiling with all year, the ebuliance of Christmas cheer […]

A Steward of His Own Life

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There is a fight somewhere buried in every one of us. A rugged inkling to dig in our heels, stare past the obstacles and push toward some unlikely end. I have been testing the pressure gauge of my own fight for many years, even at various points trying to direct the coming storm of effort, […]

On the Day You Talked to Jesus

As a part of the Sons of Silence Letters If you have not read the Sons of Silence Introduction, please begin there as it will make these posts make sense in context.  I make few forays into religion on this site, for reasons that will perhaps be discussed eventually.  But I could not face the […]

On the Day You Tore Your Sunday Clothes

As a part of the Sons of Silence Letters If you have not read the Sons of Silence Introduction, please begin there as it will make these posts make sense in context. You and me – we’ve got a problem. Ok, I have a problem. You have torn corderoy pants. This problem that I have […]

To My Son On Your Birth Day

As a part of the Sons of Silence Letters If you have not read the Sons of Silence Introduction, please begin there as it will make these posts make sense in context. Today, you are born. I think it is customary and a little cheesy to say you are perfect—but you are. I don’t think […]

A Prayer for the Sons of Silence

Abba Father, We are sons. We are men of some kind, though many days our masculinity seems so very far away. We are the sons of other men, our fathers, who made choices much like we’ve made. Perhaps it is better stated that we have made choices like they have made, and today, we wish […]

Last Man Standing

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 So it has come to this.  I’m actually about to write a movie review about The Amazing Spider-Man.  Now for all of my non summer-eye-candy movie watchers, don’t hit the back button on your browser just yet.  It’s not really a movie review, and no viewing of the film is required.  In fact, I’m sure […]

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