Author: Dennis Ritchie

Yet Another Shocking NFL Secret Revealed!

Americans are reeling from a shocking discovery about the NFL. After the second season of disrespecting the flag, accusing average Americans of racism and imagining that team unity is more important than national unity, Americans have discovered yet another shocking secret: The NFL doesn’t matter. This weekend, all across America, hot dogs and burgers were still grilled. Ice-cold beers and ice tea were drunk without the aid of play-by-play announcers. We talked and argued with each other without need of slow-mo replays. We found we don’t all have to line up at the bathroom during half-time. Many Americans discovered...

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Breaking Trails

Time Made Visible There are moments in life when you can look back and see the plan that came together which was invisible up until that point. Faith was the only way to see it in the future, the only way to be obedient to the call, the only way to visit the dream and see the problem solved. Today was one of those moments of clarity when I looked back, astonished to see the clear interlocking design that was being laid in place. My view looked like shattered pieces, broken beyond redemption. But then the critical piece was...

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Why Is There No Grandfathers Day?

Grandfathers Day? It’s wonderful to have a day to sit back and congratulate myself. Time to think deep thoughts and gain perspective, to enjoy the love of wonderful children and, once again, take credit for my wife’s hard work. But life is thick with blessings. I have now lived long enough to take credit for my children’s hard work as well. Having done nothing more than love the most precious people I’ve found on the planet, I find myself the recipient of far more love in return than I ever earned. While there is no justification for it, I...

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Conversion of a Hockey Sceptic: How Nashville became Smashville

I’m from Mississippi. We think ice is for tea. We don’t believe men can skate on water. Seems unnatural somehow. But we also believe in sports. And balls and bats. So the dreamer in me wants to believe that in the great frozen north bats can become sticks and balls can become pucks and men can become bored. Then I moved to the great frozen north myself – Nashville. I discovered that snow did not come from a cone. And that water had other uses than making ice tea and coffee. Like caramel macchiatos. In the end, it all...

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