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S.R. Carson is a physician specialist and a published fiction and non - fiction author. He appreciates the gift of life and writes about it on his blog which includes a variety of posts including humor, satire, inspiration, life stories and spirituality.

Dressing up for Church

I may have a few old fashioned ideas that stubbornly cling to my DNA, or maybe to my junk DNA, but nevertheless, they still cling. Kind of like when I still actually look straight ahead or smile or try to engage people when waiting in line for that mandatory Starbucks boost rather than staring like a hypnotized robot at a cell phone. Now to the topic at hand, finally: Dressing for Church. I previously wrote about m Read More

Knowledge

Knowledge will not supersede truth, and truth will not supersede love. With all three, you will never fear death.   I wrote the above sentence in response to a quote I found on twitter from Robert P. Warren: “End of man is knowledge, but there is one thing he can’t know.  He can’t know whether his  knowledge will save or kill him.” © SRCarson Read More

Optimist Club and Little League Baseball

No matter how dark things may appear, this is not the end. I joined the little league when I was a boy, maybe age 9 or so and I was randomly assigned as a rookie to a team sponsored by the Optimist Club. I was lucky because it was a damn good team that had won the city championship the year before and after I joined, continued to win city championships. Despite me, of course. Surprised they didn’t kick me of Read More

A Brief Scene from My New Novel In Progress

  Suddenly a young OR tech tripped on some suction tubing coiled on the floor and nearly knocked the corrugated ventilator tubing away from Mr. Jensen’s breathing tube. The anesthesiologist tore into her. “If you can’t be careful and do your job, then get the hell out of my OR!” Her face glazed bright crimson and she sheepishly said, “I’m sorry sir.” Turner, the anest Read More

Inspirational Quotes, Blowing Leaves And Love

  I’m not sure why I joined twitter. Perhaps I was told I should do it to sell my books more effectively and maximize my social media presence. So I joined with good intentions but eventually learned that it is a strange world that is filled with authors trying desperately to hawk their books, no matter what it takes, sometimes throwing their products at you nonstop, hoping you will give up and buy their bo Read More

Father’s Day, Shmather’s Day. Who’s in That Mirror?

  I stopped at the bank drive through, parked and made my transaction. Then, I saw him staring at me, and I jumped in my seat, startled to see him and that unmistakable smile. Or was it a smirk?  He said people told him he looked like Hugh Heffner, or the character Ilya Kuryakin, from the 60’s TV show, Man From Uncle.  Others told him he reminded them of James Dean.  Either way, there he was.  But why w Read More

Selecting the Correct Bed Companion

She knows you have needs and won’t leave the bed unless you are stupid enough to push her out or throw her out once you are finished with her. You’re not that kind of guy. But she knows you’ll never do that, because you can’t get enough of her, you always want more and you damn well will regret it later when you look for her again and you can’t find her because you miss her and everything about her. She Read More

I Can’t Go On. I will Go On. (Only the Title is from Samuel Beckett)

Stress can kill you. I knew that long ago because I am a physician, and I know that kind of stuff. I read books and took lots of tests, learned from smart professors and mentors, absorbing practical wisdom as well from people who knew what they were doing: nurses, pharmacists, technicians, therapists and others. I was strong and tough, with no risk factors for cardiovascular disease.  Sure, I’d have an Read More

Saving The Easter Bunny

  I’ll call the frantic thing a she, although I wasn’t sure about the sex, but she did have a cotton tail and pointed ears. Turns out I left my pool cover open all night and surprisingly the next morning, without stopping to make coffee, something told me to go and do something else first. Here’s a fact: if I avoid coffee in the morning, it would be as likely as a meteorite striking me while I’m climb Read More

Inspired By The Bouncy Raven Haired Pendulum

  Her long raven mane, held at the top by a bouncy pony tail clip, reached all the way down to the end of her shirt, brushing gently back and forth on top of her shapely garlic cloved halves while swishing the air back and forth like a pendulum, in cadence with her stride, but several milliseconds out of phase. Those tights hugged her lean legs as if poured on like lucky melted chocolate on smooth ice cream, Read More