These journal entries were written around two decades ago, over the course of several years. My journal from a Texas hunting camp 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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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…
Going Flat Out
People are said to have talents, by which we mean something you are gifted with at birth and which you did not earn. Whereas a skill is something you hone over time, through hard work and determination. Aptitude might be considered the possibility that your talent, if honed, could become…
Where The Shadows Play
I’ve always enjoyed Anne Lamott—ever since that summer day when I discovered her in a tiny, gay bookstore in Cape May, New Jersey, and then sat in the park, on a bench, and read these little stories, and laughed and cried and wondered at life, while waiting for my girlfriend…
What’s The Frequency Kenneth?
The late, great Louis CK (he’s not dead yet, but I don’t know if we’re allowed to talk about him yet after he admitted to masturbating in front of people that were apparently not into this social abnormality). Anyway, Louis had this bit about how unappreciative we are concerning how…
The Prince’s Bad Day
The great thing about the English language is its ability to adapt and evolve over time, incorporating all manner of words and phrases, whether invented or borrowed, and even changing definitions, spelling, uses, and meaning over time to fit the culture. People get upset by this, but that’s the entire…
You Can Call Me Al
It’s time to stop pretending like the person married to the President of the United States is a de facto housewife in charge of place settings, guest lists, and curtains, or a woman of leisure in need of a hobby. Let’s do it while the President’s spouse is still a…
The Idea Of Things
What do we do when we lose interest in the thrill of tomorrow? When we can’t think of anything else to do to keep ourselves from going mad? Some people live for tomorrow. Their happiness is almost entirely wrapped up in what promise the future holds. Others are content to…