Fun with fire

So the bon fire at the Chuck Hagen farm was pretty sweet. There were a TON of kids that love to video stuff… Check it out.

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I am finally going to get to carve my 2006 jack-o-lantern (a.k.a. Joe-o-lantern) tonight… I will also be viewing (at least) the first 35 minutes of “The Nightmare Before Christmas”… Pictures tomorrow.

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As I am typing this, a midwestern father is raking leaves into a pile (outsde my window), while his daughter is sitting in a tree swing and going as high as she can on a beautiful fall day… She has stopped his progress several times to ask for a push and to (what I can only assume) ask if she can jump into the pile when he is finished… I hope she gets to.

Moments like that would make being a father pretty cool.

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While at the farm last night, I stole several moments for myself after visiting the (pee) tree… On these moments, I took a stroll through memories from my childhood and the many trips my family used to take to this place.

After one lap around the old farm house I reached the nice grassy area between the barn and the house. It was amazing and spiritual to hear the crunching of leaves under my feet and the childlike feeling of wanting to shuffle my feet to make the sound even more intense… So as I shuffled around the fallen leaves in the pitch dark of the evening, I stopped to think about the fact that my grandmother passed away in the back room of that house… I stood there for several minutes and thought about the fact that I never knew her and what she might think of what I have become… I got very teary eyed; and then realized that someone might feel that way about me someday.

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I used to say that if I could only have one superpower, I would pick flying… I now think that I would want the power to truly live as another person and see the world from their point of view… Truly experience things the way that they experience them, see the world as they see it and interpret things the way that they do.

I think that would ROCK… I would be called “Wise-Man”, because I would see the world from so many different points of view… As opposed to now, were I am called “Wise-Ass”, and have the power of B.S.

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It got into the 80’s today… Beautiful Indian summer day.

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Congrats to Sam & Misty. You got hitched one year ago if you remember.