No matter how things play out, there is always a difference between “real life” and “virtual life.” For some, that difference can be marked and quite intentional — for others, it may be minimal. But, there’s no doubting that, being behind the screen that is “being online” people are different. The “me” that shines through… Continue reading Where I think on confidence
Where I let out some of the random spilling about my head
I wish I held the ability to think of something and, like Elsa, “let it go.” But, once my mind hits “I think I should…” or “what would it take to…”, well, I have to, at least, think through whatever my brain stumbled upon. I listened to Nick Offerman’s recording of Paddle Your Own Canoe1,… Continue reading Where I let out some of the random spilling about my head
Where I ruminate on resolutions
As much as we can say that we’re firmly into the new year — I mean, it’s been 2014 2015 for days, now (and, almost magically, I wrote the proper year the first time I had to write a date . . . that won’t last, of course . . . heck, there was a… Continue reading Where I ruminate on resolutions
Where I present a huge helping of random before the holidays
I have figured out what my introduction music would be, if I were a major league baseball player: First three innings: Grieg’s In The Hall of the Mountain King (from Peer Gynt) Second three innings: The cannon-firing portion of Tchaikovsky’s 1812 overture Final three innings: First movement from Beethoven’s Fifth Symphony (right from the start)… Continue reading Where I present a huge helping of random before the holidays
Where I present the unforeseen downsides to getting in shape
No – this isn’t one of those tongue-in-cheek “you don’t rest midway up the stairs” lists. I still don’t know if I truly consider myself “in shape,” I’m certainly in better shape than I have been, previously, at any time in my life, and I can tell you that there are some downsides to being… Continue reading Where I present the unforeseen downsides to getting in shape
Where I think about how I got here.
After 40 minutes of pedaling, I was a sweaty mess thinking “I can’t believe I used to do this all the time.” See, I haven’t been doing much in the way of cardio lately. Heck, I’ve barely been doing any cardio. But, it was a Monday, my legs were sore, I had over an hour… Continue reading Where I think about how I got here.
Where I determine my favorite super hero
The other day, my son asked me a pretty simple question, and, well, I couldn’t answer. I really couldn’t even come close to answering him. It wasn’t that I didn’t want to . . . but I’m finding that this question was just as difficult for me to answer as “what’s your favorite song1“. I… Continue reading Where I determine my favorite super hero
Where snow brings out The Force
The day before Thanksgiving, I worked from home. What started with “maybe I should work from home because the office will be a ghost town” turned into “I’m not sure I’ll be able to make it into the office to ensure that I’m there for a 6:30 meeting” turned into “no way I’m leaving home… Continue reading Where snow brings out The Force
Where I present five random facts about myself #oldschoolblogging
If you asked me, until the time I was about 11, what I wanted to be, while there was a chance I might have responded “fireman” or “policeman” or “doctor,” more than likely, I’d have answered “mad scientist.” To be honest, Doctor Horrible is kind-of my hero. No question stresses me out more than “what… Continue reading Where I present five random facts about myself #oldschoolblogging
Where I chronicle an exceptionally busy day
My alarm goes off at 5am. Yesterday, however, my day started just before 4am. Benji was outside, barking. Duffy went downstairs to bring him back in — but, after he came in, there was still noise being made, because Pip, our lovely cat, was caterwauling. Duffy came upstairs as the loud meows continued. “She’s stuck… Continue reading Where I chronicle an exceptionally busy day