The Plural Of Hyena

...And Other Things I Find Fascinating

Monday, April 18, 2011

Too Much To Think

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So...I haven't blogged in a little while. A week, to be precise. For good reason, I suppose, since I've been writing like mad at my ...
Monday, April 11, 2011

Blue Monday

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It's Monday, and I'm already exhausted. Very typical of a Blue Monday. Last night was the third and final night of my church's...
Thursday, April 7, 2011

I've Never Been Accused Of Being A Photographer

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I've always been fond of artful photography. I have often wished that I had the vision and skill it takes to capture images in a way tha...
Wednesday, April 6, 2011

Things I Find Fascinating #2: "Nonsense Words"

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Not-so-shocking confession:  I love the English language. Immensely. I love the fact that the same word, spelled the same way, can have tw...
Thursday, March 31, 2011

Play Ball!

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Finally, Opening Day for Major League Baseball has arrived! Whoop-ti-do, you say? Not if you're as big of a baseball fan as I am. The ...
Monday, March 28, 2011

Things I Find Fascinating #1: "10 Things Everyone Should Know About Djibouti"

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Djibouti is a tiny country on the Gulf of Aden in Northeast Africa. I have been fascinated with this country since I was a teenager. I can...
Tuesday, March 22, 2011

When I Grow Up...

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I recently celebrated my 33rd birthday, which is hard for me to fathom. I remember when I thought turning 25 was getting old ! So, as is cus...

Poems For Your Perusal #2: "I Give You Part"

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This is another old poem I pulled out of my "vault"... I hope it speaks to you as it did to me upon rereading it. "I GIVE ...
Wednesday, March 16, 2011

Personal Foul

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In honor of March Madness, or in spite of it, or – actually this has nothing whatsoever to do with March Madness. But here you have it: a ba...

Follow Me

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No, I'm not trying to convince you to follow my blog. That would be lame and a little desperate, and I'd like to think that I'm ...
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Jason P. Hill
I'm not who I am. I'm not who I seem. I'm somebody else; I'm living a dream. I want to wake up and see where I am, gain some perspective, come up with a plan. Finding myself but losing my soul, I don't know the half about being made whole. Somewhere I've lost what I hadn't sought. Maybe today I'll return what I bought. This wasn't right for me, it didn't fit; I needed honesty, this wasn't it. Who am I really? I can't figure now. Is this a new me? I can't figure how. I'm not who I am, at least not who I was, and the only answer I have is..."because".
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