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Rick Nier says Woo! ... June 21, 2012

A couple of weeks ago I explained why I say Woo! when people say Rick Nier. But rather than keep all the woo for myself, I am sharing my space so you can check out what other people have to say. What can I say, I'm a giver.

So here are a few posts that caught my eye this past week.

This first one is from a pastor down in Nashville, Pete Wilson. I often like what he has to write about. Here he wonders What's Going On In That Mind? This post isn't long, but it reminds me of the first time my son saw the Atlantic Ocean. He was only a year old, could barely talk, but just stared at the ocean as if overwhelmed.

This next one is from Walt Muller, who rarely writes lightly. Walt is the president of the Center for Parent / Youth Understanding, a place I often venture for news and stats. Interestingly, he also wants to know what's going on in the minds of males...and females. Sobering stuff.

I'll end on a lighter note as we all wonder what's going on in the minds of some people. Relevant.com linked to a story where 1 in 3 British people apparently have no idea where eggs, bacon and milk come from.

Woo!

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