I‘m sick — and I’m not just talking about the cold I’ve had for a week (The one that attacked me in the night with enough ferocity to kill a lesser man and slightly harm Chuck Norris).
I’m talking about Football Fever.
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It’s Wednesday again, and this week’s writers’ workshop has me thinking of a simpler time when my biggest problems were multiplication tables. It was the best of times without the worst, and I can’t wait to get back. Climb in, sit back and hold on because, in the words of Dr. Emmett Brown, “If my calculations are correct, when this baby hits eighty-eight miles per hour… you’re gonna see some serious –“

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A few days ago, while suffering from a serious case of writer’s block, I came across a writing prompt that asked for my idea of what life would be like if I were a handicapped person. I couldn’t help but chuckle as I wondered what other people’s responses would be if they were to walk a mile in my shoes.

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