Posts by James Nolan

Baseball as Ceremony

Playing Catch as Ceremony  by Jim Nolan   Somebody who didn’t know baseball might have seen the five of us out there and call it “Guys throwing baseballs on the beach.” But you might call somebody nailing a Mozart Sonata “Guy plunking keys”, or a Lakota Pipe Ceremony “Dudes going out for a smoke"…
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The S*** Is Hitting the Fan, and I Love It…

  New Orleans is Not Like Bombay by Jim Nolan, President, Therapist, Life Coach      That being said, being in New Orleans, and my draw to New Orleans brings Bombay to mind…   I find that what my mind has no familiar model for, I tend to experience as “chaos.” It’s not,…
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The Mysteries of Hats…

OK, so at Goorin's Hat Store in the Quarter, the young lady tries to steer me in "a certain direction" old White guys go, and I just named it--"I am not doing 'Old White Guy goes Indiana Freakin'' Jones', like "yeah, dude, I'm still bringin' badass, if you want any...". Yeah, no... So I go…
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Me & Al In the Age of Revolution

Me & Al & My Life So I was a freshman at The Ohio State University, and lied about my residence status so that I could avoid living in a dorm, and instead live with my lifelong friend and Cleveland neighbor Tommy Philip and some guys he knew. That’s how the Al thing…
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Restless Night, Man…

Restless Night, Man  by Jim Nolan   Soft, allegedly harmless snow falls I can’t sleep Tho it’s 3:30 I look toward morning With no joy, And know that is a bad sign     Yes, the earth spins, But I’m standing still, At some…
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Losing Some Weight, Getting Into Shape…How?

Some of you have asked about my losing some weight. I do not do "diets." That being said, I am doing a diet. OK, they call it a "Lifestyle Change." Whatever. The Keto diet, high fat, VERY low carbs, medium Protein (unlike the Atkins HIGH protein.) In the state of "ketosis", we burn "ketones",…
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Worth Crying About…

I’m an Irishman from the Midwest—that’s an Irish-man, and we don’t cry all that often. We just don’t. We could get all psychologistic and multicultural about that, but that is not where my head and heart are tonight… My point is tonight that I have been spending time online researching Wire Haired Fox Terrier…
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