Published by admin on June 3, 2017

The boy who was afraid to use emojis

There were emojis before there were emojis. We just did them, you know, without having to have a fancy millennial word attached.   Take the smiley face, for example. Just a simple round line and two dots.   When I was in middle school, I would watch girls write notes to each other; almost inevitably,…

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Published by admin on June 2, 2017

Maybe

  I told you it was about freedom, but that’s only half the story.   Maybe it’s not that you’ll smother me or take my freedom; but that in submitting to your love,  I’ll be annihilated.   Maybe the me you’ll slay isn’t the real me,  but the imposter posing as me. Maybe.   www.alexobed.com…

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Published by admin on May 29, 2017

Real Talk 4 Men Dating Women

  You’re dating someone you like. You can tell she’s into you. You’re into her, too. But you still have a few women that you’ve been working on the side. To be fair: you knew these women before you met her. So… you’re not really doing anything wrong by talking to them now. And it’s just…

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Published by admin on May 11, 2017

Schloppity Schlopp

  I’m outside on the couch. Another glorious afternoon in LA. And I’m thinking… about thinking. About ten years ago, I did my first of two week-long, silent meditation retreats at a Jewish Center called, Elat Chayyim. I’m far from an expert in meditation, but I did have a giant epiphany during that week of…

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Published by admin on May 10, 2017

What if…

  That which you’re seeking, is seeking you.   But because you’re always seeking it, you’re never “home,” and it can’t find you.       www.alexobed.com

Published by admin on May 5, 2017

Mandom Rusings

I like public libraries. I remember going as a child to the one in Daytona Beach with my mom and brother. It’s easy to forget the feeling of peace. I’m in one right now in Los Feliz. It’s a “safe harbor” for introverts.   I went to a comedy show last night. It was $7….

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Published by admin on May 3, 2017

the depths

  …they pull me. Perhaps it was because, late one night at the age of 7, my family was practically crushed like an aluminum can after a drunk driver ran us off the road, coming home from a friend’s Chuck E. Cheese birthday soiree. Everyone was fine–except me. I couldn’t walk the next day. I had…

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