Josh Drespling
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Josh Drespling: It’s a wonderful, glorious, stupendous SNOW DAY!
It’s six a.m. My eyes and mind spring to life with anticipation. I can hear the wind howling outside as it whips against the side of the house. The trees are groaning as they resist the pressure of the cold winter gusts.
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Josh Drespling: Give up my beloved caffeine? Now THAT would be jolt
Oh, caffeine, you are the luscious nectar of the gods! You make my mind come alive, my fingers nimble, and reflexes super-human. Your life-giving sustenance suspended in sugary syrup brings life to my eyes and a smile to my face.
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Josh Drespling: Really? It’s the greatest thing since ... aw, nevermind
Last weekend, we had a few out-of-town family members over for dinner. In an effort to make the dinner a little more special, I made the drive out to New Wilmington to get some Amish bread and the Amish roll of butter that my family and I have fallen in love with.
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Josh Drespling: Money can’t buy the things that really matter, except ...
Maybe I can’t travel the world or splurge on thousand-dollar meals. So I drive a 10-year-old car and have just enough money to pay the electric bill. I may not have the nicest clothes or the coolest shoes, but I do have everything I need.
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Josh Drespling: When it comes to Valentine’s Day pressure, love stinks
It’s that time again. The clock has churned forward and brought us to the doorstep of that most dreaded of holidays. Yes, Valentine’s Day is about to rear its ugly head again, inflicting its culturally forced expressions of affection — which causes every male to fret over the perfect gift for that special lady in his life.
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Josh Drespling: A mess or a maid — it’s time to finally come clean
Oh, how I want a maid. Moreover, how I need a maid. Why not? I deserve it. I work hard. I'm diligent with my six- and sometimes seven-day work week. I would love to come home to a clean and tidy home and kick my feet back and relax. Dreams of fresh sheets, ironed clothes, and mints on my pillow tempt me,
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Josh Drespling: Ill health isn’t the only price to pay for fast food
Now that January is nearing a close, we have begun to put that New Year’s resolution foolishness aside. I found myself pulling through the drive-thru at Wendy's for the first time in many months. I had sworn off fast food and was holding up strong, until I got stuck working a double shift with no lunch and no breaks.
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Josh Drespling: Passwords, Pa$$words, Pa$$UU()DZ
How many times have you been greeted with the following phrase: “Your new password must be at least 16 characters in length, include one capital letter, one numeric symbol, two vowels, a mammal, one hieroglyph from the Mesozoic or Mesopotamian eras, and the periodic symbol of two or more elements.”
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Josh Drespling: From Tech to Trach in no time flat
Technology and its advancements are much like a mammoth locomotive barreling down on the railroad tracks of time. A hard-pounding, dubstep soundtrack undulates in unison with the mechanics of the colossal steam engine.
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Josh Drespling: A picture is worth a thousand words, but what about a song?
Music is magical. It can transport you to a different time and place. It can effortlessly move you to a point of complete happiness or utter sorrow. A few notes from a piano or the strum of a guitar cord can make you feel as though you’re back at that one magical place that has ingrained itself into your memories.
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