Had a girlfriend once ask me, “Why are you so good to me?” I can’t remember what I said, but at the time it just didn’t click that she was probably referencing Ginny’s line in “Forrest Gump” because of something kind I had done despite her actions. I’m sure that I thought it was a …
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Minister, Siren, Salve
I have a long and complicated history with U2. They penned a mountain of great music that has dotted my life with joy throughout my ages, and stood as a lighthouse when I wandered and wondered what was out there to be had, seen, felt, known, shared. I grew up with them, and gleefully enjoyed …
Sick Broken Soldiers
Every day, I feel the damning realization that I am getting old. Things fall apart. Currently, I am sitting at the confluence of several factors that are creating the perfect storm for health issues, and every one of them is aiming to wreck my personal savings. When I signed on with my employer, I turned …
Bruised But Not Broken
To the concerned, I am bruised but not broken. My heart is ok, but you should see the veins on my left arm. Yesterday’s trip to the ER was humbling but yielded a potentially positive outcome. It started with a sip of soda; some went down my windpipe and caused me to cough forcefully. This …
Another 4th on the Down
Two weeks ago I looked forward in time to this three-day holiday weekend and saw a bit of fun, frivolity, high times. Now that there’s only about 4 hours left of it, there’s still hope for the weekend delivering on those visions. My fingers are crossed. Today, scratch that, this weekend has found me in …