I tend to wonder anymore if we remember what it was like to fall in love with the things we love. In our rush to have everything at our fingertips at all times I think that convenience has made us lazy in how we consume the things we get an itch to hear, read, or… Continue reading Do You Remember Falling In Love?
These are strange times, to be sure. Unprecedented times. These are the times people will talk about in the future the way we talk about the Great Depression. They will speak of it in a dreamy sort of wonder at how it could have happened and why it happened and ponder how people survived. I… Continue reading Wheels Keep Turnin’
It gets exhausting being a fan. It’s hard enough to keep straight the reboots, prequels, sequels, offshoots, and all the merchandise that comes out in every flavor possible without then having to ask yourself - am I one of THOSE fans? And the THOSE in this case are the fans that take things not just… Continue reading Fan-Dumb
I woke up in the middle of the night last night and reached out to a friend via text to check to see if he had finished reading the most recent book I finished. He’s always been a sport about reading these alpha books and giving me the vibe from them. Last I had known… Continue reading Ya Get What Ya Get
There are topics that I come to time and again because I feel like we need to hear some things more than once. We need that sort of a mantra that keeps us going. That ‘I Think I Can, I Think I Can, I Think I Can’ sort of thing that fuels us through… Continue reading The Fires That Drive Us
There’s a familiar sentiment that comes up every so often that is just Gatekeeper Talk trying to dissuade you from doing this or that for reasons we are told are for our own good. I remember being in 8th grade and choosing what I wanted to do with my future as far as a… Continue reading Fighting The Good Fight
I think we all have had times in our lives when we had to move on, whether we liked it or not. When we usually think of this phrase – moving on – we think of romantic ‘entanglements’ we have had. We loved and lost. We loved and let go. We loved and had someone… Continue reading When You Move On Without Me
The weird world of fundraising for fun and profit.
When I lost mom I felt like I was falling. Falling and would never stop falling. There was only down. When my mom entered hospice it came with it a surreal feeling of deja vu. Wasn’t she already IN hospice care? You see, for several months mom’s health had been declining and in that she… Continue reading There Is Only Down
When I was a kid, I wanted to be a cartoonist. I am sure that in the annals of this nonsensical blog I have talked about that to some degree. I loved drawing, all over the place, but I really loved drawing weird faces. The problem there was that I didn’t draw bodies, or scenes,… Continue reading Inspirations, Aspirations, and The Big Dumb But
In which I talk about following your passions and such.
We really need to meet these 'they - wise folks, those cats. It is not a popular idea but dammit, who cares. Be bold. If you write, if you draw, if you make music, whatever you do, get it out there. Release it to the world. Blog it. Post it. Print it. Press it. Release… Continue reading Be Bold, As They Say…