“Oh, they didn't take the stove out too?" she asked. Greg and I looked at each other quizzically. "Who didn't take the stove out?" I asked. "The firemen." It's an honest mistake, I guess. After a fire, I suppose people do have instances of extremely mild PTSD. Although so far, I was handling it … Continue reading Let Me Stand Next to Your Fire
Million-Dollar Idea, Pt. 4
A Facebook Friend recently posted a photo of her darling little dog (by the way, I am coming to dislike the term Facebook Friend. While accurate, it just somehow seems so impersonal, though a FB friend she is. And as I always say, it is what it is) after a dental extraction. I really sound very … Continue reading Million-Dollar Idea, Pt. 4
Fun with Texts, Pt. 2
I saw this thing on Facebook a few months ago that celebrated the fact that many people have made friends in various social networking avenues with people they’ve never actually met in person. This is overwhelmingly true for me in the Open Group for Bedlam Farm, a group solely devoted to creativity. One of my … Continue reading Fun with Texts, Pt. 2
Him (Dependence Day)
I cleaned up what little there was to clean up after the meeting that never happened. It’s Independence Day, I told myself. Of course there was no one here. “There was no one here, Ahab,” He commented from chair in the corner. “Not a one. That’s pretty pathetic.” I went into the kitchen and dumped … Continue reading Him (Dependence Day)
Looking Under the Hood
I’ve been going over in my head the dilemma of how I should approach these online dating blog posts with humor and witty banter while not being mean or judgmental. And then I decided that that can’t be done. So let’s just have a little good-natured fun with my massive superiority complex firmly in check, … Continue reading Looking Under the Hood
Fun with Texting
I fought the temptation to get texting capacity on my phone for some time. I even explicitly told my phone company I didn't want to be able to receive or send texts from anyone. Anywhere. At all. That was yet another foolhardy thing I was taking a stand on. I realized later that, like so many … Continue reading Fun with Texting
Pals
This weekend, in a galaxy far, far away, there was a gathering at a place called Bedlam Farm. It consisted of a number of the members of the Open Group for Bedlam Farm, a Facebook group I belong and known alternately as a Ministry of Encouragement where a bunch of a creative types like myself … Continue reading Pals
Man up! (or the Musings of a Former Delinquent)
My buddy Mitch (different Mitch) has lot to say about this journey of sobriety. In meetings and around the poker table, he frequently espouses on how me and the other guys in my group are really just a bunch of middle-aged guys trying to figure out how to grow up. At the meeting I chair, … Continue reading Man up! (or the Musings of a Former Delinquent)
Him (Can you take it?)
“Ahh, poor little guy. Shall I get you a tissue?” I lifted my head from my hands and looked at him. He lay in the hospital bed. Above him, monitors blipped, then blipped again. And again. I dried my face with the bed sheets and continued to stare at him. The man laying before me … Continue reading Him (Can you take it?)
Words, Exclamation Points and Laughing Out Loud Part 2
Okay, this is what I'm talking about. Just read this profile and I want to strangle her. Or stab her. With a dull knife. A butter knife. A rusty butter knife. And being animal lover, I got real excited when I first start reading the post. At the very first. Then I started getting all … Continue reading Words, Exclamation Points and Laughing Out Loud Part 2
My Zen Brain 