tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72924751465828282992025-01-17T03:00:32.086-08:0035WPMReality imagined through the written word.Don Marchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00831746362481031405noreply@blogger.comBlogger52125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7292475146582828299.post-70648591790943237352024-05-21T19:53:00.000-07:002024-05-21T19:53:08.036-07:00Not for the Faint of Heart. *<!--[if gte mso 9]>
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Don Marchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00831746362481031405noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7292475146582828299.post-70502148877510632042022-07-04T23:39:00.001-07:002022-07-05T06:09:39.258-07:00Struggling to Move <!--[if gte mso 9]>
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Don Marchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00831746362481031405noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7292475146582828299.post-29678243612387560452019-03-06T05:24:00.000-08:002019-03-06T05:24:03.803-08:00Relative Life
I saved a worm recently. I know, it's no big deal. Most people don't care and many others find the very thought of worms disgusting. Does a worm have any value anyway? When I really think about it, I may not have actually saved the worm's life; I may have just prolonged it. I'll never know, because I'm never going to see that little worm again. Would I even Don Marchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00831746362481031405noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7292475146582828299.post-75546791062373454422018-04-09T22:30:00.001-07:002018-04-09T22:30:14.145-07:00Pharma TV
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Don Marchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00831746362481031405noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7292475146582828299.post-71257194392000029032017-05-18T23:06:00.000-07:002017-05-18T23:06:22.041-07:00The Accidental Chinese Foot Massage<!--[if gte mso 9]>
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Don Marchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00831746362481031405noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7292475146582828299.post-12548630623426257042016-10-12T21:08:00.000-07:002016-10-12T21:08:20.745-07:00THE HIKE, FIRST ATTEMPT
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*MODERATE HIKE
Recommended
daytime temperatures 80 degrees or less
Palm Springs Art Museum Trail – 2 mi., 900 ft. gain, 2 hrs – IN-OUT
Trailhead on Museum Drive at the back of the museum’s parking lot; Free
Excellent workout hike with a steep ascent to picnic tables with a view of the
whole valley.
*source:
www.visitpalmsprings.com
PreviouslyDon Marchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00831746362481031405noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7292475146582828299.post-22646856051136174542015-11-18T16:34:00.000-08:002015-11-18T16:34:54.352-08:00Seeing, Eye, Dog<!--[if gte mso 9]>
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Don Marchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00831746362481031405noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7292475146582828299.post-9970106813390855982015-10-05T21:51:00.000-07:002015-10-10T12:00:17.701-07:00The Hike: Prologue
Even trees, (who don't have a brain) know when to stop
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I'm not going to say that I was forced to go. Nor can I say that I went against my will. This wasn't the first movie on my watch list for the weekend; but my wife wanted to go, and she did buy my favorite candy as a bribe, so I said that I would tag along. I'd heard of the group NWA, and even knew what the initials stood for. I have to admit that I knew nothing of theirDon Marchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00831746362481031405noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7292475146582828299.post-79437615705936949532015-06-21T08:42:00.000-07:002015-06-21T08:42:10.143-07:00Missing My Father Day<!--[if gte mso 9]>
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The day began like most other days, with my Shih-Tzu licking himself and making obnoxious slurping noises. I swear, if this dog were human he would be one of those people that takes hour long showers. It’s also 5:15AM, but who’s looking at the clock? I get some coffee brewing, because when my wife wakes up she should be able to enjoy a hot cup of coffee. There’s no reason to break that Don Marchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00831746362481031405noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7292475146582828299.post-29914259030659303112014-10-10T07:41:00.000-07:002014-10-10T07:41:22.689-07:00It Stings Like a B
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Like
so many of the non movie-like events in my life, I was stung by a bee last week
while driving my car. I wasn’t running
in slow motion, while in a nature preserve, Don Marchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00831746362481031405noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7292475146582828299.post-72643452761097325342013-06-24T22:54:00.000-07:002013-06-24T22:54:38.754-07:00Interview in Search of an Applicant
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I believed myself to be cancer free, but I didn’t know if
I would be able to say that again on the following day. In the morning, I was
going in for my first colonoscopy. This is a procedure where a doctor examines
the colon, at close range, looking for polyps or other out of the ordinary
growths that don’t belong. There are three possible Don Marchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00831746362481031405noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7292475146582828299.post-74565300214914899762012-12-29T21:43:00.000-08:002013-06-24T22:38:28.735-07:00Is This What Dads Do?
I got the strangest call from my daughter recently. It wasn't really strange, but it wasn't totally normal either. I can only paraphrase, because in my advanced age I don't always remember all of the exact words.
"Dad. Can you bring my black shoe to school? I accidentally put on one blue shoe and one black shoe. Can you come over now?"
As I'm not always in the mood to Don Marchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00831746362481031405noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7292475146582828299.post-39008568289097551002012-12-26T16:39:00.000-08:002013-06-24T22:39:21.875-07:00Encore Performance
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Don Marchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00831746362481031405noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7292475146582828299.post-85174608500252078962012-09-24T21:42:00.000-07:002013-06-24T22:40:11.547-07:00Checks and Balances
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Don Marchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00831746362481031405noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7292475146582828299.post-19919437952695259192012-06-06T20:37:00.000-07:002013-06-24T22:42:44.864-07:00Here Today, Gone Tomorrow
(Note to readers: I had to write this on behalf of a family member who did not have access to a pen at the time of dictation. I am relaying the story the best I can, but I had to paraphrase occasionally.)
I had just woken up from a wonderful dream. It was full of puppies and carefree running through fresh cut grass. I have this dream often, and it really Don Marchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00831746362481031405noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7292475146582828299.post-5561396107258736992012-04-24T22:18:00.000-07:002024-07-01T09:11:52.526-07:00The Dreaded Text Message
This is an actual text message from my daughter. It arrived on my phone at exactly
7:40PM. I was in a
gym working out. As readers of my blog
know, I despise people that bring their cell phones in the workout area of the
gym, so it goes without saying that my cell phone was securely stowed in my
locker. I finished my workout at 8:10PM
and walked out to my car. Don Marchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00831746362481031405noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7292475146582828299.post-58483116758909939612012-02-01T19:42:00.000-08:002013-06-24T22:43:34.044-07:00Climbing the Ladder of Superstition<!--[if gte mso 9]>
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