I have the singular ability to embarrass myself, which is convenient because it saves you the effort. The way I beat you to the punch by deprecating myself, I consider that a service I excel at. Like mama always said, if you can’t say anything good, say it about yourself, because for every finger you …
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In high school, I ran with a group of guys who, in retrospect, I call “The Four Horsemen”. Greg, Steve, Doug, and I, with our gaggle of girlfriends and anciliary characters. Doug was the last of us to join our group, with me the third. I met Greg in bowling class, and Steve through his …
The world does nothing to build us up. Its sole purpose is to chip away and take until we have nothing more. When a man’s instinct is to tear himself down instead of doing what’s necessary to repair the damage, that’s it. The song is over. The game is lost.
If I could have one wish, I’d like to actually be creative. Proactively creative, procreative, instead of being clever in a reactive, reactionary sort of way. The kind of proactivity that sparks the genesis of an idea, pushes it to germinate, punch through the soil, and grow until it has reached fruition and has born …
Halloween. Did nothing, went nowhere. Election day. Got up early and voted. Dia de los Muertos. I don’t celebrate, but I’m burning candles anyway. In the past now. Memories. May they fade quick. But then the future? Two close friends are wedding this week. About damn time, I say. Taking time off for it. And …
