Well, I've broken through the 400 barrier of blog posts. When I think about it, I can't imagine having enough ideas - random or organized - to have written 400 missives. In fact, this feels a little, you know, anticlimactic. I mean with all of the big changes in my life, the current state of the world, global warming, the continued fight for equality for all, ebola, a shocking lack of notable miracles of late, and a general malaise of the soul that so many feel right now, breaking through a number seems shallow. On the other hand, life is made up of the small things, the notable moments, the special, serendipitous happenings that color days in beautiful ways and empower frightened people to accomplish Herculean feats. The moment in which we find ourselves is the only moment we are guaranteed, after all. The past, well it's already happened, and the future isn't a given. Little (and not so little) things that make life remarkable and help fill moments with..someth...