Un Poco

Normal 0 false false false EN-US X-NONE X-NONE Un Poco – that’s the Spanish word for “a little,” which is exactly the amount of Spanish that I understand and speak.  But, an upcoming mission trip and a general desire to have at least some understanding of a...

Edits in Real Life

In general, I think I’ve done pretty well moving into the age of technology.  Oh sure, there were a few tears when my now 28-year-old son was in 7th grade and I realized he knew more than I did, but I’ve learned . . .  I’ve adapted.  And when I can’t figure something...

Getting Around Downtown

The other day I had the opportunity to meet a couple of friends in downtown Minneapolis during their lunch break.  I got detailed instructions on how to find the building my friends work in, how to park in the building’s private lot, and how to find one of their...

Back in the Day

When I was in High School, back in the day as they say, girls and boys had separate gym classes.  Call me old-fashioned, but I thought that was a good idea and still do.  As if it’s not bad enough that every girl in school knows of your pathetic athletic skills does...

Some Things Never Change

I remember as a teenager I showed the first signs of being an exhibitionist. Well, at least I was to my sister. Standing in the backyard, I called her to her second-floor bedroom window and proceeded to flash her a full frontal, raising my shirt as high as it would go...