Day: August 7, 2018

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D. Stevens And The Delmart Didn’t Stock Bow Ties

I so wish I’d had patriotic Bow Tie o’ the Day for this school picture. It provides matchy, clashy fashion with the flag background. This was 1976, the year o’ the Bicentennial o’ the USA. I was in 6th Grade, in Mrs. Dalton’s class. What I find most alarming in this photo is my creeping uni-brow. Although the bad perm is not good either. To me, this pic is like the proverbial car wreck on the freeway: It’s horrible, but you can’t help being a looky-loo, and you’re almost disappointed if the wreck is just a minor fender bender. I am no minor fender bender here. Bow Tie sorta redeems this pic, but it can’t carry the full weight of making the photo viewable for more than a few seconds at a time. I suppose the photograph is endearing in a look-what-I-found-in-an-old-box way. In fact, as I write this, it’s growing on me a bit– mostly out of nostalgia. I won’t be framing it and hanging it in the house or even in the garage closet. However, this post ensures it’s on the internet now. It’s out there in cyber-bama and can never go away. Thus, the internet just got a smidgen weirder. 💇 💻

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Every Day Is X-mas For This Bow Tie

Christmas Bow Tie o’ the Day jumped out at me in The Tie Room this morning. I’m feeling a bit Christmas-y, but I have no idea why. I’ll just flow with it, and I might figure it out by the end of the day. I’m also feeling kinda pirate-like. Again, I don’t know why. Christmas’ generosity is sorta the opposite of pirates looting whatever they can find. We all have to balance our values constantly. Sometimes we need to focus on the idea of acting as a group, and sometimes we have to stand up and assert our individual rights and responsibilities. The point is this: We can’t live without contradicting values– and not just these two. Examine yourself for a day, and you will definitely see yourself shift back and forth between the values of the group, and the value of your individuality. You’ll make decisions based on your groups– such as your church, your family, your community. And you’ll make decisions that are best for little ol’ you. Sometimes– but not always– these values are in opposition, forcing you to choose which you think is more important in that instance. This isn’t hypocrisy. It’s finding the balance– even the dance– of living with other beings on the planet. 🎄 ☠️ Ok. My sermon is now done.