It might seem a little odd posting a love poem to writing at night the day after talking about a change that will get me to bed earlier, but I’ve never claimed consistency as a hallmark of this blog. So there you have it. No refunds, no exchanges. oblation the night has always spoken to …
For the last year or so, I’ve been getting up at 6:00 am, 5 days per week. Saturday I sleep in, and Sunday was always a 5:00 am wake up call for church. I’m thinking it’s time to changes things up. As I’ve gotten older, there’s a few things for me to face. One of …
The Friday Five is a semi-regular feature here on the blog where I post about some things from the past week that I’ve enjoyed reading, listening to, watching, or am just thankful for. Cory Wong – “Sidestep” (live) I’m probably wicked late to this party, but better late than never. Damn is this funky! Cory …
This poem comes from some random day or night back in 2018, but the sentiment remains the same now. Please don’t count me among the people who think going back in time will solve all our problems. Yes, social media is its own kind of sickness for the human spirit, but it’s not the first …
One of the detriments of digital life is that it all boils down to numbers. Whether it’s the number of friends or followers, the number of likes and shares a post gets on social media, the number of page views on a blog, the number of pages of search results before your thing pops up, …
I’ve been re-reading The Great Shark Hunt – a collection of Hunter S. Thompson’s writing that covers the 50’s to late 70’s over the weekend and it’s amazing how much of this could’ve been written today. Change out the names, tidy up a few of the references that no longer fit, and you’ve got it …
This story doesn’t have a moral. Nineteen years ago today, I was working at a travel club in Portsmouth, NH and thinking that life wasn’t all that bad. After a series of manual labor-ish jobs through high school and college, I finally had a “grown-up” job where I (kind of) dressed up each day and …
Life is a weird place. As scattered as my work experience has been, there are times when I’m shocked that one thing will somehow connect to another. That some kind of skill or trick I learned years ago will fit into what I’m doing now. When I started working in an audiobook recording studio, I …
I spent this Labor Day weekend doing a bunch of simple things. Things were cleaned, some other things were organized, the lawn was mowed, a book was read, and more mundane tasks completed. It’s pretty boring stuff, but it was also a relaxing and recharging time as well. As I’ve written about before, I’m a …
Since it seems that the word “responsibility” cropped up approximately 800 times in my post yesterday, I’d say it’s safe to say that it has been on my mind lately. Maybe it’s because I’m getting older or maybe it’s just the general process of trying to piece all the debris of life into some coherent …