Friday Stream of Consciousness – 159

Rube Foster, Young Parents, and Burnt Ends

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Here’s what’s on my mind this Friday: I have a book due by November 1. It’s time to get intense about the writing process, so posting may be sparse. But, stay tuned…good things are on the horizon, friends. Last week I was blessed to tour the Negro League Baseball museum in Kansas City. What an […]

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Sometimes the best comment one can make on a situation is nothing at all. In the early days of blogging, I viewed this blog as a stream of consciousness. The sequence was: I thought it, I typed it, I edited it, I posted it. Blogging was easy…and it functioned as a way of processing what […]

Friday Stream of Consciousness – 124

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Here’s what’s on my mind this Friday morning: Mark Ronson and Bruno Mars’ new song, Uptown Funk is a jam. Best line… “smoother than a fresh jar of Skippy.” Now that’s smooth. I’ve chosen not to comment on Ferguson. I still won’t. I thought Ben Watson’s comments were fantastic. I’ll leave it at that. Eric […]