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Hair Talk

Does your hair talk to you?  Mine does and it all started.... One score and three years ago, my hairdresser brought forth upon my mane a new hairdo conceived in brevity and dedicated to the proposition that not all haircuts are created equal.  You see I had long hair when I got married.  It was down to the middle of my back and my new husband just loved it long.  So about a month and a half after our wedding, I went to a salon for a trim and I told the hairdresser to take the back up to just below my shoulders. As was my custom, I took off my glasses and let her do her thing.  Big mistake! ...

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The New Art of Eloquence.com!

Art of Eloquence Has Had a Facelift! I know what you're thinking!  I promised to do this two years ago, but try as I might, I was unable to find the time to redesign the site with all the other events and projects I had going.  December 31st was my final podcast and I immediately got to work and it's like Art of Eloquence bought a new hat!  See? We're still our old purple selves but we've got a totally new feel and I am happy to say it is MUCH easier to navigate and find what you are looking for! First, the home page is completely redesigned to reflect the fact that Art of Eloquence no longer has just...

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Banana Slugs, A Boy Named Sue & Marijuana Pepsi

According to Gertrude Stein, "A rose is a rose is a rose."  Shakespeare's young Juliet tells Romeo that he is not an evil Montague, but asks "What's in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet." What IS in a name?  Most parents spend nine months searching out the perfect name for their children.  Why?  Because going through life with the wrong name (or more to the point, a silly name), can be difficult at best and devastating at worst.  Consider the song "A Boy Named Sue" sung by Johnny Cash.  How'd you like to go through life trying to explain that one?! What's in a name?  Who people think we are,...

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An Inglish Stori

English is a crazy language that wound up with wounds of wisdom.  Does it sound right to you that our houses don’t have mouses?  Why can we oversee what we cannot overlook?  It seems something is not “in wack”, but fat chance trying to work it out-or would that be a slim one? If we slow down for just a minute, we will clearly see that we cannot slow up-or keep up with the strange rules which cause a wise man not to be a wise guy.  It also doesn’t follow that we talk about gooses which are really geese, but never about mooses which are definitely not meese. If I had my way, everything would be spelled “foneticly” and...

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Rush to Hatred

Last week a very popular political figure had to be rushed to the hospital.  No, he isn't a senator or congressman.  He isn't even a politician.  He is a conservative talk radio host. Though I prayed for his recovery, it isn't his illness that brings me to write about him today; it was the reaction of some of those who disagree with his political persuasion. It was the message they sent and the way in which they chose to communicate it.  But more than anything else, it was their rush to hatred and the language of hatred that I wish to discuss. Several blogs and internet news media reported last week that Rush Limbaugh was taken to the hospital with...

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