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“Hedonic adaptation”

December 22nd, 2004 · 4 Comments

A term I learned from the latest issue of Technology Review, in an article that asked Can we trust people to know what makes them happy? From Technology and Happiness by James Surowiecki Take lottery winners. One famous study showed that although winners were very, very happy when they won, their euphoria quickly evaporated, and […]

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“A reputation for trustworthiness”

December 20th, 2004 · 4 Comments

Piles of wrapping materials – from tissue paper to newspaper to popcorn and “peanuts” – displayed on sale in stores, and then stuffed into trash cans on December 26th, reveal our intense efforts during the holiday season to protect and preserve what is fragile. Yet during these past few weeks and this past one in […]

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Not-so-intimate knowledge

December 10th, 2004 · 6 Comments

I felt guilt this year over our holiday greetings. Emotional energy, as well as physical energy, is at a premium. So I decided to conserve and send out a card with a minimal amount of effort. On-line I played with a photo until I found an option that would work for our family. Added a […]

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Audio Christmas indeed…video Christmas to come…

December 8th, 2004 · 2 Comments

I’m typing here again tonight after a few days absence required for Christmas creativity. To give a gift is to give someone else a piece of yourself, something you have purchased with a little of your own life. Working on my holiday contributions has meant the small sacrifice of giving up the piece of myself […]

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Ripping up the rule book

December 4th, 2004 · 5 Comments

While driving south on I-5 one Sunday afternoon this October, I was trying not to condemn myself. Hands on the steering wheel, I was stashing thoughts into trash cans in my mind, trying not to listen to their voices. Oh, shut up! But I knew the truth of our situation. I couldn’t escape it, as […]

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