Category: Life
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Advertising is Selling Lies
Just thought I would give everyone a quick reminder today of the purpose of advertising. I was on my motorbike the other day and went under a raised walkway over the street that had a large, full-color billboard of a new condominium complex. In the photo, two westerners were sitting by the pool in perfect…
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Stopped by a Cop: It Finally Paid Off
I was whipping around Georgetown on my Honda 100cc, acting much bigger than my britches would allow, when out of the blue came a Malaysian cop on his wannabe Harley, motioning for me to pull over. I hadn’t done anything wrong. I had just eaten a bowl of beef noodles, and I actually hadn’t parked…
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Going out of your way to make someone’s day.
I have been the fortunate recipient of a very kind and encouraging word that came completely unexpected from a complete stranger. A recent reader of Beauty Rising wrote me this: “Mark, My wife received your book Beauty Rising here in Canada yesterday. I needed something to do last night so I started reading it. I…
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Goals?
I haven’t always been good about keeping goals. Let’s not do the New Year’s Resolution thing, all right? Plenty of failure there. But I’ve noticed something. The goals I tend to reach are the ones that I’m the most passionate about. Co-incidence? I think not. Intentions are great, but without action they are empty winter…
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(Our very own) National Cupcake Day
There’s a vicious war being waged on cupcakes throughout the land, so it was only a matter of time until someone took a stand to save the precious treats! Did you know some school districts don’t allow parents to send their kids to school with a homemade lunch? Did you know that there are certain…
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On the Little Things: Like Immigration Raids & Lunch
I have a standard lunch place – an open air stalls with a variety of vendors – where I always order from the same lady. It’s called “The Original Thai Food.” She is the most amazing cook, serving up a variety of super flavorful dishes like chicken padprik, minced meat w/egg, cashew chicken, etc… (all…
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My Grandpa, Baseball, & Democrats
My grandpa, whom I never had the privilege of knowing, was a staunch Republican. He ran a modest country store during the Great Depression and war years in Sarver, PA. All summer long he would have the radio on listening to Rowsey Rowswell call the play-by-play for his beloved Pittsburgh Pirates. (I have to lament…
Author Mark W Sasse 