Down-n-Dirty Blog on Relationships

Published by admin on February 10, 2018

Running to Stand Still

  Those of you from the 80’s or earlier might know this song by U2. I relate– big time.   My life can be characterized by never-ending movement. Florida. Ohio. Michigan. Georgia. Israel. New York. Connecticut. Georgia (again). Florida (again). California. And, now, Florida… again!   I was studying Torah in yeshiva in Israel. I…

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Published by admin on December 5, 2017

Why Writer’s Block is Bullshit

  Write about your struggles. Because if you can’t write, you’re struggling.   And it’s probably not something pretty, either. You’re not writing about IT because you don’t want to face IT. And, yet… that is the key to the door that you’ve been hanging around, pacing, for what seems like forever-and-a-half. It doesn’t mean…

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Published by admin on September 28, 2017

Making Magic at the Bank (of course this story involves a woman)

  Don’t worry… I didn’t rob it. But I did break an old pattern today. Usually, when I cross paths with a beautiful woman, who happens to be a complete stranger, I don’t know what to say. On a good day, I’ll smile and say, “hey,” and then quickly go back to staring at my…

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Published by admin on September 2, 2017

The Magic of the Open Road

  I slept in my car on the top of a hill on the outskirts of Albuquerque last night. In my head, I was somewhat worried. The guy I met (and partied with) at Marble Brewery was cautioning me against it. Where does this fear come from? It’s like the phantom “boogie man” of my…

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Published by admin on August 7, 2017

The Wisdom of Un-plan

  We place such a high value of knowing what we’re doing in this culture; of having a plan. I have no plan. Sure, I have desires, goals and such– but not a plan.   And that’s not easy–especially in a culture that expects us to know what we’re doing. But I’ve had plans. I’ve…

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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 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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