Robert Fulghum Journal Entries

My recent travels, musings, insights shared with you every Sunday.

JOSEF

I, like most people, am in a reflective mood about the mystery of Christmas just past and the mystery of the year to come. . .But for some reason I’ve been thinking about a man in the Bible . . .

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Meanwhile — Sideways

The Winter Solstice puts me in a state combining mild euphoria and self-reflection. It’s always a time of taking inventory – to consider the year-end profit-and-loss state of my personal enterprises: Fulghum Heavy Industries.

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PARA

The Christmas process for me usually moves in a parabolic curve. . .A journey from the ridiculous to the sublime and back is what I hope for. And this year?

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BUCKET – Part Two

Last week I wrote about the utilitarian aspect of a five-gallon bucket. In the past week I’ve been extending “bucket thoughts” in my mind. . . So here’s my process, and at the end, I found a magnificent beginning.

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Bucket

The insane spirit of optimism about one’s carrying capacity overcomes experience and common sense. And you think you can collect all of the stuff out of the car and wrangle it into the house in one trip – all by yourself.

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Up in a Waco

One of the few items marked off my bucket list is #21 “Flying my own plane.”
It’s too late now. I’m too old and forgetful – and forgetful is not good for flying.
Somehow, my life circumstances were never just right to learn.
That doesn’t mean I’ve not flown whenever I had the chance.

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Socks

My Sunday morning focus shifts from The Unimaginable to The Unbelievable to the Unmentionable.
But it’s less vexing to write about my socks, so . . .

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The Secret

“I’ve got a secret.”
Little kids say that. Secrets are delicious items of barter among the young. And they have great commercial value when we grow up. Books, magazine stories, internet ads, and spam are secret-laden:

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Message in a Bottle

Have you ever put a message in a bottle and thrown it into the sea? I have. Several times. In the Gulf of Mexico when I was a teenager. In the Pacific Ocean off California once in my thirties.
In the Sea of Japan – but I forget exactly when.
In the Colorado River twice in my forties.
And in the Mediterranean Sea when I was 50 years old.
Why? Because I am a romantic at heart and believe in serendipity.

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Fishing

Friends who well know my ineptitude with rod and reel may be surprised at my subject this week.
The old adage comes to mind – with corollary:
*Give a man a fish and you’ll feed him for one day.
*Teach a man to fish and he will feed himself for the rest of his life.
*Try to teach an idiot to fish, and he will annoy both you and the fish, but will starve to death if his life depends on catching and eating fish.

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Fighting Words

Never in my life have I started a fight in a bar – never. That’s a carefully crafted sentence. Yes, I have actually been in bars when fights started. And I have done my part in the fracas – I admit that.
But that was way, way back in the day – during college and the summers when I was a cowboy – when a little free-for-all dustup in a saloon on a Saturday night was part of the fun.

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Secret Skills and Talents

Can you wiggle your ears, roll your tongue into a tube, cross your eyes, raise one eyebrow, write with both hands simultaneously, touch your nose with your tongue, kiss your own elbow – things like that . . . ? This is a conversational gambit I sometimes use at cocktail parties and receptions and other occasions when people are standing around making mindless small talk.

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Chair

All In The Family was a situation comedy that ran on CBS television for 9 seasons – 1971-1979 – and is regarded by many as one of the best television series of all time. It’s creator, Norman Lear, is considered a creative genius. The program and its cast won just about every award the TV industry had to offer – for good reasons.

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Magic Beans

If you browsed around where I live, you might be surprised at the lack of books in my library. Visitors are sometimes surprised – “Where are your books?” they ask. Well, I actually do have a library –
But it’s in downtown Moab – called the Grand County Public Library.

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