A Life Worth Living
Has it really been since December 13, 2009 since I’ve contributed to this child? I feel like a neglectful parent. You know, the kind that Children’s Aid has to come in because I’ve gone out clubbing1 and left them alone with a bag of Oreo’s in the play pen.
Writing hasn’t been coming easy to me. [...]
Waiting For My Rocket To Come
I was chatting, as I am wont to do, on another chat home.
It was a nice chat and that person on the other end of the internet spectrum suggested that I should continue to write on my blog. That’s it’s been far too long. And while I can’t disagree with them there’s far too many [...]
Stressball Millionaire
You know those emails you get? You know, the ones that tell you - “You may worry about money but he can’t afford a roof over his head,” and then you see some poor man with no shoes and you think two things.
1- “Wow, I’m so lucky”
2- “Lucky bastard. He doesn’t have to pay taxes.”
In [...]
Wordsmith
It’s been a while since I’ve committed to writing. Far too long, in my opinion.
Perhaps it’s been because pain or despair has been a catalyst to putting keyboard to screen.1
The dog’s passing, my Mother’s death and heartbreak of an unimaginable pain gives me the breadth and width to speak my mind. When things are going [...]
Mother Was Right!
This weekend has been a trial, to say the least.
It’s been five weeks1 that I had to put Rufus down and today, August 23, is the fourth anniversary of my Mother’s death.
A kick in the pants to say the least.
So this weekend I was reminded of both and that’s because I was in the city [...]
HELLO? Is Anybody There?
The nature of being alone is never easy for one who finds comfort in background noises and distractions.
There are times we ache for our “alone time” and when it’s upon us we can either revel in it or seek to find alternatives.
The television playing loudly in the background, music that puts us in a memory [...]
Oh I Said That Already, Didn’t I?
You’re right, Mom. I shouldn’t let this bother me. I’m in
television now. It’s my job to be repetitive. My job. My job.
Repetitiveness is my job. (Bart Simpson)
Uh-oh. It’s happened. I’ve become one of those old timers who tell the same story OVER AND OVER.
In scanning the pool of [...]
Could *GASP!* John Mayer Be Right? Please Say It ‘Aint So!
So, am I here, just waiting on the world to change? As much1 as John Mayer pretty much makes me vomit, it’s a valid question.
What is it about life where you’re just waiting for it to change without making a turn of the wheel?
You see, when that change is surreptitiously dumped on me I seem [...]
End Of The Road
There is no question that when a relationship ends, there’s a death of sorts.
Whether it’s an actual case of a stopping of breath, a mutual agreement that a couple has finished, or a storming out of the door; it’s a death.
It isn’t a bad thing always but regardless of the reasons of loss, there is [...]
Sharing The Couch
He was there: Lying in complete obliviousness while I stumbled in the darkness. But he’s not there, is he?
Nope.
I have the couch to myself but it’s not what I want. He would park his fat-assed carcass there and I’d have to work my legs around him.
Not that it’s a bad thing. Not that it’s a [...]