Month: July 2019

When I went to bed on Monday, I actually felt pretty good. I have no idea why because for the previous hour and half, my eyes felt that burning sensation around the corners when you know that the tears are gearing up for a cortisol dump. Cortisol is the stress hormone and crying releases it. … Continue reading Busted Brain Journal: Cortisol Dump

Pixie dust goat jacks Hugh Hefner craves dirt naps Encyclopedias   Origins: Mary's Oral-B electric toothbrush works no longer. In a pinch, she uses steel wool. May the Gods of Scour treat her pearly whites to a grim deep clean. At night, the gerbil's feast on Sour Patch Kids.

One of the features I want to add to my new blog when I switch platforms is the Busted Brain Journal. The BBJ is musings, insights, and observations to share with the world. Different from my personal journal entries in that I won’t be commenting in friends, family, work or love in any specific sense. … Continue reading Busted Brain Journal: A Dome Appears like Black Sorcery

Morning run, sweat flows Once home, cold shower cleanses me Feet smell like old beets Origins: I joined a gym within a month after getting sober. I've worked out in some capacity 3-5x per week every week sense 7 years ago. The new apartment is next to a running trail. Often, there's geese.

Patient sun peeks sly Water falls rhythmic on planks Rays of heat explode

Intellectually though, I wondered if there wasn’t a distinct difference between using macro-muscles hitting a baseball as opposed to smaller muscle groups like I did when I was cleaning. I decided I would try this non-dominant hand experiment with a man’s most fundamental need and desire. The one men do almost every day. It’s all … Continue reading Going Southpaw, Part 3

I retired a career .300 hitter. It’s not as impressive as it sounds, but for me, it was all the validation I needed at the tender age of 12 to make the A team coach and all the jocks in my 8th grade class go suck eggs. I was arguably the least popular kid in … Continue reading Going Southpaw, Part 2

For all the research I’ve been doing on the intricacies of brain function, right hemisphere vs. left hemisphere and neuron connections and such, I had a moment two weeks day that has, once again, reinvigorated my fascination with neuroplasticity and how it effects what’s going on with the rest of our bodies. I mean, I’m … Continue reading Going Southpaw

My 2007 Hyundai Sonata has a sporadic sunroof. Most days it works just fine. But when it has been raining a lot in my town, the sunroof will open just fine, but then when I push the button to close it, it closes all the way, then thinks better of its decision and opens right … Continue reading Run Away! Run Away! Part 3