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How A-Door-Able!
I often hear the word “whimsy” used to describe things that are weird, but I think the definition goes far beyond that. Whimsical things are quaint, imaginative, and surprising. They catch you off guard and make you smile. Here’s a good example of whimsy: This morning, while exploring Sarasota’s Bayfront…
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Mind Your I’s and E’s
I just realized I have accidentally called Britt the Complementary Spouse in a few recent posts. This is an error. He is the Complimentary Spouse. “But, Dave,” I can hear you say.1 “That’s incorrect grammar. Don’t you have an English degree from a Top 25 university? Who are you, Ralph…
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Anniversary × 2
When the Complimentary Spouse and I met on October 29, 2002, it was unimaginable that we’d be married one day. So it just seemed natural that we’d celebrate our anniversary on October 29 each year. Fast forward to 2008. All of a sudden, marriage equality is a reality. Britt and…
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Author, Author
I tend to read two books at a time — one serious, one fun — because that’s just how I roll. A few weeks ago, I was delighted to discover that both books I was reading shared a similar, and important, message. First, from “Hola Papi” by John Paul Brammer:…
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Let’s See What’s in the News
Here are a few articles and essays that have stood out to me in the past few days: The Advocate: Ohio High School Cancels Play After Furor Over LGBTQ+ Character Seriously? Have fun trying to find a play that doesn’t have a connection to LGBTQ people in the plot, in…
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A Reminder That I Am the Greatest Poet of My Generation
Note: Eons ago, when I was a newspaper reporter in the early 2000s, I used to write the occasional haiku — mainly goofy stuff that sometimes I would share on the newsroom messaging system. Those haiku were lost to posterity, but in 2009 I was able to unearth them and…
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On the Run Again
After a few months of neglecting diet and exercise, I’m back on the horse again.1 I’m tracking what I eat and being very careful to avoid mindless snacking. But that’s not what I’m happiest about. It’s my morning runs on Bayshore. The Complimentary Spouse and I live close to Bayshore…
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Gen Z Needs a New Name. This Gen Xer Explains Why.
I am part of Gen X, the most neglected, overlooked, and ignored generation in modern American history. We grew up under the monstrous weight of the baby boomers, a group whose importance is completely outweighed by its sense of self-importance. The baby boomers dominated our formative years. We got their…
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How Tweet it Is
In the past few weeks, I’ve been using Twitter mostly for fun. I created @dsimanoff to do some personal branding1, but tweeting about nothing but marketing is kind of dry — although I really appreciate the professional insights I gain from my professional peers. Then I went through a fallow period…
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Dave and the Waves
I don’t often see waves on Bayshore Boulevard when it’s not windy. Hillsborough Bay is pretty placid, as you’ve probably noticed from the many photos I post. This morning was an exception. Small waves rolled in from the east and lapped against the sea wall. No wind. No boats causing…
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