Josh Drespling
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Josh Drespling: Just another day, or is it?
This a story about a day. No particular day. In fact, it is a day that did not stand out from any other day at the onset. However, it became one of those days that will be eternally engrained in my mind.
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Josh Drespling: I've got three wishes ... now what?
If I some how stumbled upon a dusty old lamp, a magical wishing well or Leprechaun, and was offered the opportunity to make three wishes, what would I wish for? Would I be prepared to make such a life-changing decision at the drop of a hat?
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Josh Drespling: A lost wallet, but plenty of great memories
Have you ever lost something? I mean really lost it. I'm talking, you're looking for your keys in the freezer or the washing machine kind of lost. You start blaming people and playing the detective game. You've torn the house apart, searched every crevice of the car and still, nothing.
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Josh Drespling: Bad spelling is a result of bad rules
Language as an art form is the most stifled and restricted form of expression known to mankind. It is ruled by the iron hand of snobbery and forced into a box of conformity that would leave any truly creative mind baffled and perplexed by the antiquated set of awful rules that have been thrust upon it.
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Josh Drespling: Hoping a penguin’s friendship never grows cold
Please allow me to introduce you to the amazing Mr. Penguin. He is a 7-inch tall, plush penguin who has been my daughter's constant companion for the past five years. He appeared in the mix of toys while she was still an infant and has remained a constant fixture to this day.
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Josh Drespling: Don’t call me creative ... but I hope you ‘like’ my portfolio
Everyone thinks they are a photographer, an artist or a writer. Why is it that everywhere I turn, I run into people who think they are writer, a photographer, or an artist?
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Josh Drespling: The Beatles? The Boss? Nah, Barney’s stuck in my head
Why is it stuck there, impeding my work, forcing itself to be recognized and acknowledged at every given moment. How did I acquire this song in my peaceful sleep? Like some kind of alien parasite, it has latched onto me.
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Josh Drespling: Now, I understand the true joy of socks
It’s amazing what a great Christmas gift socks make. I would love some brand new socks. Some fresh, cotton socks to wrap my feet in warmth and comfort. Socks to engulf my toes with their soothing embrace.
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Josh Drespling: In case you missed it, Jon Bon Jovi is not dead
In the past few days the Internet and casual conversation have spawned a rumor — ’80s hair metal icon, singer, song writer, actor and sports team owner Jon Bon Jovi had befallen an untimely death at the age of 49.
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Josh Drespling: The literal pain of summer chores
Prepare yourself to be amazed and mesmerized by the utter pain and agony of da-feet (you'll get that joke later). Brace yourself for a tale of a dastardly accident that has ingrained itself into my memory with blazing technicolor and amazingly high-definition clarity.
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