Genius Wannabe
“What I admire most about geniuses — and why I’ve always wanted to be one so badly — is that a genius can be a wonderful genius, but other than that, really doesn’t have to be smart.”
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“What I admire most about geniuses — and why I’ve always wanted to be one so badly — is that a genius can be a wonderful genius, but other than that, really doesn’t have to be smart.”
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At some point in my early 40s, and for only a couple of years, I developed a fear of heights. I’m sure there’s a name for this — a temporary fear of heights beginning in one’s early 40s. If only
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If there is or ever has been an opposite of me in the world — the un-Daniel — I think it would have to be a settler.
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As a general proposition, I think food is a good thing. I love food. Not all food, of course — squid is chewy, and I’d rather eat a pine tree than one of my dogs. But most of what people
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But the wind at the beach is constant, and lighting a cigarette is a challenge.
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The best Easter I ever had, though, was in 1976. I was 17 years old — not a kid and not an adult either.
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There are some words, like rabid dogs and some family members, that are best avoided.
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So one night I am, again, alone, and I decide to take myself out for dinner.
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My reputation as an avid indoorsman has been well established; even so, there are times I choose to venture outside the climate-controlled paradise I call home.
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