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Tuesday, February 20, 2024

Meditations #40

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 You cannot hope to be a scholar. But what you can do is to curb arrogance; what you can do is to rise above pleasures and plains; you can b...

Meditations #39

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 The daily wearing away of life, with its ever-shrinking reminder, is not the only thing we have to consider. For even if a man's years ...

Vermont Public Philosophy Week

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 Yes, this is actually a thing - and, strangely enough, I'll be giving a talk during Vermont Public Philosophy Week. As with most things...

700 Days

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 Yes, I recently blew by 700 straight days on Duolingo. I've mainly moved on to Pimsleur, which is both a much better (read: you have to...
Monday, January 8, 2024

That Girl and Books

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 I think when I suddenly moved into a log cabin in the middle of nowhere with a woman I had only been dating a few months - and then followe...

64

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In the past I've often proposed that I can't stand birthdays that end in 3, as in 33 or 43 or 53 or 63 - or, god forbid, 73. My rati...
Sunday, November 12, 2023

Impishly Unpredictable Even To Myself

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   If it weren't for my continuous dreaming, my perpetual state of alienation, I could very well call myself a realist - someone, that i...
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Gary Scudder
Burlington, Vermont, United States
As Lucinda Williams reminds us: "In the silence of the roses Words fell"
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