Having just written that happy, Sperwer-related post, the reader might be surprised and a bit confused by the scheduled post that's coming next: a reflective, possibly mawkish meditation about Mom. Today's her birthday; she would have been 70. I wrote the post last night (it's 12:20PM on Saturday as I write this now) when all was quiet and I was in something of a "down" mood. I don't want you to get the idea, from the sudden contrast between the Sperwer and Mom posts, that I'm bipolar, capable of sudden and radical mood swings. No: the Mom post was written first, before I went to sleep last night. A good night's sleep and a sunny Saturday have put me in a somewhat better mood, so please read the Mom post with that context in mind. It's not that I regret writing what I did: I don't regret it at all, because the deep feelings that are reflected in that post are with me all the time, even in the midst of my happier moments. I just don't want you to think this blog is run by a crazy man, is all.
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Yeah, yeah—lemme head off one possible reaction. "Bipolar" doesn't necessarily mean "crazy." I dunno, though... would you call radical mood swings sane and rational?
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Jeffery Hodges
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I still think you're crazy, dude. But lovably so.
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