Survival. . .

What does April sound like to you?  I’m not talking about chirping birds, or cool spring rains on a tin roof.  I’m talking musically.  What does April sound like?  Or March for that matter; September?  Seriously, give it a try.  If you had to pick one song to represent the whole month of April, what would it be?  Once you’ve got it, be sure to let me know in the comments below.  But in the meantime. . .

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“Lady Gaga and Tennessee Williams Are Doing It” or Lessons from Campari—Part 1

Q: What’s bright red, bitter, alcoholic, filled with the crushed exoskeletons of insects (formerly) and wisdomHINT: Its not your Aunt Lydia.

A: Campari; the greatest, most divisive spirit you may have never heard of.

Piggybacking off the wild success of my little series of Things I Learned from Sauerkraut, I’ve decided to continue the theme for the Wednesday installment of my blog.  So without further ado, here are Four Things I’ve Learned from Campari, with another six to follow next week.

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“I Love You Because”—Choosing to Love Intentionally

If I said I wasn’t interested in unconditional love, would you think I’m crazy?  Would you hit the back button as quickly as possible, black-list this blog, and write me off as some kind of sociopath?  Surely, you’d think I’m insane; unconditional love is the pinnacle, the epitome, the ultimate level of emotional attachment, right?

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Just Call. . .

As humans, some of the greatest gifts we can give each other are respect, compassion, friendship, and love (kind of in that order).  None of us exist in a vacuum, and while we often choose to divide ourselves superficially along the lines of gender, age, race, sexual orientation, spirituality, politics, etc. we are ultimately more the same than we are different.

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“In Hell all they serve is coleslaw,” or Lessons from Sauerkraut—Part 2

Would you kill for a bratwurst right now?  Do you dream of salty, tangy Ruebens?  Have you been experiencing any strange cravings over the last week? I have been, and as my kraut obsession continues, allow me to pick up where I left off with last week’s post.  Here are the other five things I’ve learned from sauerkraut that, surprisingly, apply to real life.  What can I say? I’m a fan of metaphor—and cabbage soaked in a brine teeming with its own bacteria.

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