Pollen can suck a bag of dicks. Seriously – I haven’t felt right for the past two weeks, and I’m fully blaming allergies. My band (with the rhythm guitarist who does not have cancer after all, thank heavens) has a gig on Saturday night — our practices have been really good as of late, so… Continue reading Where I sit back and let the crazy fly
Month: March 2012
Where I share some insight on making marriage successful
Not too long ago, I got into a conversation with somebody about the fact that most affairs start the day after Valentine’s Day — this seems to be a peculiar bit of data1, but it makes sense, on the surface. Someone at the end of their rope waits and waits and waits for something good… Continue reading Where I share some insight on making marriage successful
Where I completely rewrite Stephen King’s latest book
The idea of a vacation is a splendid one . . . get away, let the mind reset, let the body rest. In a perfect world, a vacation means turning the stress dial from 11 to 0, and then allowing yourself to enjoy that sensation while you heal. In my mind, I can say that… Continue reading Where I completely rewrite Stephen King’s latest book
Where I think about how my blogging voice was formed
Like many things in my life these days, my intentions were grander than the reality. Last week was the link-up, celebrating my one-year anniversary . . . and I actually had hoped to write one of the prompts per day (except for Wednesday, because I wanted to let my guest post at Quasi Agitato get… Continue reading Where I think about how my blogging voice was formed
Where I recount one of the longest nights of my life
I’ve actually gone back & forth about posting this a few times . . . see, it doesn’t involve running, or cycling, or boobs, or eating right, or music, or any of the other things that bring you here. But, this is “daddy runs a lot,” and it’s a big daddy moment — and, well,… Continue reading Where I recount one of the longest nights of my life
Where I think I equate silence to an orgasm
Continuing my parade of guest posts, we have what may be one of my favorite posts, ever. And not only because it appears at the blog of a hot momma friend whose blog name is one that I envy. See, Quasi Agitato means “kinda sorta like agitated” which kind of describes me, far too much… Continue reading Where I think I equate silence to an orgasm
Where I write about how this blog came to be
At one time, my online presence was little more than MySpace. See, I was teaching night computer classes at a technical school, and all of the kids, once I dismissed them for lab time, the kids would work on their MySpace profiles . . . you know, once they finished the highly engrossing activities I… Continue reading Where I write about how this blog came to be
Where I become a maestro for a day
As it approached lunchtime, I realized that I’d forgotten Lynnette. Mondays are really long days for me. I wake up at 4 to walk the dogs, take out the trash, and get myself ready for work. And then I head to one office for a videoconference that starts at 6. After the videoconference, I usually… Continue reading Where I become a maestro for a day
Where I ponder the upcoming blogsiversary
I’ve been in a bit of a guest-post kick lately . . . the thing is that I really like writing guest posts. Knowing that I’m going to be at another location forces me to be on my best behavior brings out my best writing, because I actually sit down and read what I’m posting.… Continue reading Where I ponder the upcoming blogsiversary
Where I’m Undressed
Not too long ago, Brandi asked me if I’d like to guest post for her. Here’s the thing — there are only a handful of people that I absolutely must read every post for, and Brandi is on that list. I love her sense of humor, and I love her love of Guinness, and I… Continue reading Where I’m Undressed