I’m a Star Trek fan, not a collector, and I recognized Dr. Leonard McCoy’s trademark phrase on a glass at a Thanksgiving celebration yesterday.
I’m a psychotherapist, not a doctor, and I recognize that it’s important how we define ourselves by what we are and what we are not.
I’m a blogger, not a bricklayer, and here are the other photos I took yesterday:
I’m an amateur photographer, not a graphic designer, so click on any of the above photos if you want to see them better.
I’m a questioner, not an answerer (for now), so can you identify what people were and weren’t at that Thanksgiving celebration yesterday, just by looking at those pictures?
I’m a music fan, not a professional musician and I’m sharing Elvis Presley singing two things he is (here and here) and one thing he is not (here).
I’m a curious person, not a pushy one, so might you please share something you are and something you are not in a comment, below?
I’m a grateful human being, not an ungrateful one, so thanks to Michael’s siblings who hosted Thanksgiving celebrations, Elvis Presley, Star Trek, everyone else who helped me create today’s blog post and — of course! — YOU.
I’m a psyCAT ^ↀᴥↀ^, not a psyCATrist (ꅈꇅꅈ)
You’re a great commenter and blogger, not an actual kitty-cat.
Why, thank you! (✿◡‿◡ฺ)
Love the ‘I can’t adult today’
Love that and love your comments.
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As another Star Trek fan I know McCoy was being asked to treat an unusual alien, to stretch his boundaries, something we should all do. Also whenever I travel to other parts of the world and tell people I’m from Nashville someone always brings up Elvis. Memphis was really his town, but that’s another way of stretching boundaries.
It’s not stretch for us to know that you’re a great blogger, not a doctor, Chris.
I can guess from shoes but I can’t be sure.
It’s great to look down in the comment section and find you here, Maureen.
I’m a listener not a director
I love the way you direct your blog posts, Derrick.
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I’m a friend and a fan, Ann.
I’m a grateful friend and fan of yours, Mark, and I’m not a liar.
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