Tag: life
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wish you were dead (as a strategy)
Today I want to talk about wishing people dead. It’s terrible. I know. I feel kind of bad. Or do I? Maybe I don’t feel that bad about it. But have you ever had someone push all your buttons so hard that you wished they were dead. Or maybe just a little bit dead. Or…
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blacken your christmas
You know how this time of year people are like “Happy Holidays!”, “Merry Christmas!”, “Happy New Year!”? Well what if, in true socio fashion, you have someone you know (but don’t like) and you don’t wish them anything happy or merry? What do you say to them? Nothing? Unhappy Christmas? Merry Christmas to everyone but…
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don’t send tuna
Today is my mom’s birthday. She’s been gone a few years, maybe 6 or so, but I still like to think about her on her birthday. I still go to the cemetery, stone her and my dad and then send pics. (See “Everybody must get stoned” for context.) It a Jewish tradition thing. https://growuptobesocio.com/2025/06/15/everyone-must-get-stoned/ I…
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dead to me box
I have a box. Not in the physical sense but in the emotional sense. I keep all my emotional baggage in it. If it was a real box, it might be giant-sized. It might take up a whole room or a whole house. But because, in true socio fashion, I prefer to hide my emotions,…
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signs of mad-ness
Today I want to talk about insanity as it relates to anger. Have you ever been in a situation when someone is so angry they go from mad to madness in an instant? Right in front of your eyes, in real time? What do you do? What can you say? How do you get out…
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fast, furious and a little pink vomit
There’s a saying, the more things change, the more they stay the same. This can apply to sooooo many things. Today I want to talk about kid’s play places, (and vomit) I had the pleasure (really displeasure) of being at an indoor play place with my grandson last week. While I love watching him play,…
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funny but gross, but still funny
I get my best ideas in the weirdest ways. Sometimes I wake up and I have the idea, sometimes I am in the shower and I have the idea, or sometimes something super gross is happening and I have the idea. I have put pen and paper next to my bed so if I wake…
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lost and found
I’m trying to stay on a positive note these days, but I started thinking about feeling lost. The world is big and time moves on whether we like it or not. Just like you can’t stop the rain, you can’t stop time. What if you were lost and couldn’t find yourself? Where do you look…
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dog hooky
So last night when I was driving home from my faster than lightning, speed history mammogram, 12 minutes from car park, to boob squeeze, to driving home, (seriously fast!) I was thinking that lately I ‘ve been in a funk, for good reasons, but even for a socio like me, just too much funk. I…
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extra crispy extra broken
Sometimes things that are extra are good, sometimes not so much. For example, I hear that extra crispy chicken is really good. I’m not much of a fried chicken person, so I’ll defer to those that like fried chicken. But I digress. In clothing, size extra-large, not so good, in other things, extra-large (chicka-bow-wow) might…
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the no fathers club
I belong to a club against my will. It’s called the No Fathers Club. To be a member you can’t be a father and you can’t have a father. Yes, I know that technically everyone has a father, you can’t be a born without having a father, but in my case, and for many others,…
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everyone must get stoned
Anyone who got excited that we were going to talk about drugs, calm down. Yes, people will be getting stoned in today’s story but not in the traditional sort of way. My story of getting stoned is a bit darker and potentially creepy depending on how you feel about cemeteries. Remember this is the socio…
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love me or hate me
I am the kind of person that you either love or hate. There is no in-between. I am like liver and onions, I hate it, but my dad used to love it. One time, when I was a little socio, my parents made me eat a piece of liver. I couldn’t leave the table until…
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i yam who i yam
Let’s start with a spoiler alert, this is not about those “starchy edible tubers” that are kind of like a sweet potato, but not really. I will be talking about food, but again not the focus. Today is more about me just being me in an unapologetic socio kind of way. And of course, encouraging…
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my personal oubliette
There are many days in my socio life that I want to be alone. Sometimes it’s all day, sometimes it’s for a few hours or even for a few minutes just to get away from all the noise in the world. I need to be alone in my own thoughts. I think it’s a trait…
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