So: this week, without embellishment or comment. Label me Otherwise Distracted. But still poking around and pecking the keys. — F1st ⬅︎Consider subscribing to Fragments, published whenever, unpredictably on a whim. Join 1570 other subscribers (it says. That can’t be right. I think a decimal is missing.) Join 15.70 other subscribers. Just add your email in the box to the left. REALM OF NATURE ♻️ This ‘Miracle’ Plant Is Supposed To Save The World | HuffPost Instead, the new craze for the South African …

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Catcher in the Rye used it five times. If you find an old copy in a second-hand book store, chances are some 12 year old (now 80-ish) underlined every instance. Back then, the f-word was outrageous; shocking; and hidden. And then, more often than not, it had to do directly with the sex act. But that curious 12 year old would have had his mouth washed out with soap–at the very least–had he uttered the word in public. “Ya kiss ya mutha with that …

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So if I set up a kind of schedule and framework–say for every Thursday–maybe I’ll do a better job of posting at least once a week? Does it matter? Only that it might make me less the tree blogging in the forest with a few ears to hear, and I get to see a task completed. Might be, within the fragments, you’ll find a thing or two of interest or benefit. And the lists over time will let that browser know me better by …

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I’m beating the rush for New Year’s Resolutions, and thought I’d go ahead and start failing to keep mine ahead of schedule. I’ve realized that I have allowed myself to get too unfocused and content to merely wander, digitally-speaking; while physically, in our current and unfamiliar dogless condition my geographic wandering covers only the distance between the back porch and the woodpile. This has got to change. I do have the need to get things done, both because they tend to pile up like …

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These are the things that I tell myself every morning are in limited and consistently depleted supply. Every morning, this reality should drive me to the top of my task and projects list. And almost every morning, instead, I’m not driven anywhere in particular, other than where my whimsy points me—whimsy backed by curiosity, interest and the hope of discovering something new to know that I didn’t know I wanted or needed to know. It turns out that “genius” and creativity hold a place …

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