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Checking in at a conference these days is a like checking into an all-inclusive resort.  You get a map, schedule of activities, meal ticket, satisfaction survey, and all sorts of other information designed to help you enjoy your stay.  One of the items in your goodie bag is always the dreaded nametag.  For some, a nametag might feel just fine clipped onto their lapel but for me it feels like a five pound out of focus snapshot hanging from my chest.  Whether it’s a clip-on, pin-on, stick-on, or lanyard I hate what has now

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I Will Be Your Strength

If I wrote a blog post about every wonderful friend that I have I would be writing for days.  I don’t say that to sound impressive as if I did anything to deserve these friends.  I haven’t.  I try to be a good friend but on the friend meter I don’t know that I’m an extraordinary friend.  I’m not saying that to solicit compliments so PLEASE don’t send any. My point is that I’m very humbled by my friends and their obvious love for me and my children.  If I could be more like some

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Bar-Beee-Cue

Somewhere down the road of my life a friend of mine and I developed this way of saying the word barbeque that was completely ridiculous.  It sounded more like bar-beee-cue than barbecue.  Whenever the subject of barbecuing came up we would laugh and slaughter the sound of this word with our exaggerated pronunciation.  It was one of those inside jokes that make no sense to anyone other than the people who made it up. Since that joke developed I have come to learn that in some parts of the world barbecue is no

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