My journal from a Texas hunting camp These journal entries were written around two decades ago, over the course of several years. When I close my eyes, I no longer have visions of deer picking their way through the trees, and the voices in my head have completely stopped, but every…
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The World Burns While I Wrestle With A Chicken
Say It Loud (Black And Proud) There is an Eastern European proverb that goes something like, “The village is burning and grandmother combs her hair.” I’ve seen several variations of this attributed to multiple European countries and cultures, from the Romanians to the Greeks. Sometimes it has to do with war…
On A Scale Of One To Ten
I have a high tolerance for pain. I’m not saying I feel any less pain than others, although that’s entirely possible. I mean, how would you know? I don’t know what you feel, and you don’t know what I feel. Maybe it actually hurts you more than it hurts me.…
When The Sun Is Out And I’m Still In
I feel guilty when the sun is out and I’m still in, but there has to be some sort of grace period during which this is acceptable. In the full heat of somewhere, unless you’re going to be on the water somewhere, what is the point? I understand during spring…
Fat Fingers And Toes
Since Christmas of last year, I am down 60lbs to about 205 lbs, which is incredible to me in the first place. I could probably stand to lose another 20 lbs, maybe more, but I don’t want to look like I’m dying of some sort of wasting disease. I should…
Take A Walk On The Wild Side
Since I have been home during the pandemic, which is coming up on a year now, I listen to music for most of the day, on most days. I always listened to music, but on my long drive to the office, I more often listened to podcasts than music, meaning…
It’s Still Rock and Roll To Me
There was a comedian, it may have been Seinfeld, that had a bit about men hitting a style wall at some point in their lives. Some peak moment where they decide, this is as far as I’m going, this is the look I’m going with. Whatever it is. I find…
The Life Of Brian
This is a partial list of things I want to do, but probably won’t, so I will write about fictionally so that I’ll feel like I did.
Reading Is Fundamental
We have a problem in America. It’s probably not what you think it is, but it is likely derivative of what I think it is, which is that people don’t read. Not that people can’t read, which is a different issue, but that people don’t read. They are not engaged…
Frittering Away What’s Left Of Eternity
The feeling comes over me every so often, like a wave. It can happen several times in a week, or once every several weeks. I can even go weeks and months without thinking about it at all. But eventually, it will find me, at the strangest, most inopportune time, unexpectedly…