
After I wrote the last newsletter, The Phone Call, I had intended to move on to the next story about Sam and me. But a few nights ago, as I was walking Juno (a.k.a Mrs. Maddaus), I started to intentionally ponder the next story about Sam and me
After I wrote the last newsletter, The Phone Call, I had intended to move on to the next story about Sam and me. But a few nights ago, as I was walking Juno (a.k.a Mrs. Maddaus), I started to intentionally ponder the next story about Sam and me
Many of you know from my posts that I have a dog named Juno. Juno is a Cane Corso (Italian Mastiff). She weighs 120 lb, drools like crazy at the sight or smell of food (my pants and shirts get covered in slobber every day), and is a total sweetheart.
Before I launch into story number 2, here is a brief recap of events leading up to this story: 1. There were many "ingredients" that went into the "recipe" (i.e., programming) that created Version I Michael Maddaus, the Michael Maddaus that was "like an
This week in my inbox came this masterpiece from Maria Popova whom I have raved about before. The piece strikes at the heart of so many important themes and struggles we all have, like impermanence, uncertainty, and the ego. Two passages really caught my eye: "Nothing, not one thing,
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