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Sunday Manners

22 Dec

I’m feeling like the old hound dog who curls up on a rug near the fireplace all afternoon, then grunts a little when it’s time to slowly climb to his tired feet and shuffle outside to take care of business in the yard. Catch him at the right moment, though, and you might stir up the puppy still inside him.

This was the image that came to mind a couple of weeks ago when I was watching the Giants game, but doing it in a way I never used to. I was multitasking. Or at least distracted by a multitude of tasks. A story deadline was hovering over my right brain like a storm cloud, and my laptop was open on my lap, whirring. But Continue reading