Depressing, Isn’t It?

It’s glorious how for those first few days after some high-profile person commits suicide that depression and national help hotlines get back in the headlines, isn’t it? Except it isn’t. It’s a Band-Aid, a weak offering of help to those who cannot, will not, and may not even realize they need to ask for help. While the world has made great strides in recognizing and acknowledging depression and other mental health issues as actual medical problems, it’s still not a daily thing we’re stressing. During the winter–the height of...

So, It’s Been a Year…

Pardon my vanity, but honestly, that’s what a blog is all about, right? This blog is, and frankly, always has been, about me. And those around me. And I’ve always wanted it to be something that was entertaining, interesting, meaningful, and, well, something I’d be compelled to do because it was cool. And fun. Almost 22 years after I started doing this thing, I’m still trying to make it work. Still trying to make something that I’d enjoy. For a while, it was a way to just keep in...

The Struggle Is Real

It’s been about 15 months since I was diagnosed with type 2 diabetes. I knew it was coming because, let’s face it, we’ve all been informed of the risk factors and you can check them all off with me, so I know it was pretty much self inflicted. But that isn’t an excuse. But diabetes is┬áthe kind of disease that really becomes a defining factor in who you are…or at least how you live and eat. And damn, it’s hard. Right after being diagnosed and having the first consultation...

What Am I Doing?

I’m embarrassed to say that the last I posted was on May 27th…That┬áLincoln review below was the topic. And since? Bupkus. Zilch. Nada. Not even through the momentous events of the last few weeks, which are so brilliantly documented in those postage stamp-sized photos to the right. I have spared you nary a drop of verbage, dribbled out of my unkempt mind onto the bits and bytes of this website. I have come to one unescapeable conclusion: I’m a horrible blogger. I apologize. I shall try better. Or at...

The New Shoes

I’d like to think that three weeks away were due to some important, life-changing set of circumstances that will help fill the page here for months. But alas, no such luck. April, May and June are shaping up to be overwhelmingly scheduled with Events–yes, those momentous occasions that cause titles to be capitalized–and that leaves the weeks in-between as times to refresh and retool, and not to sit and try to unload thoughts onto the computer. But I’ll try. My wife has regaled the family with the story, so...

Sorting

I’ve been working on a bit of a project lately, and figured I’d share with the class, not because I’m trying to say that this is the reason I’ve been away from the blog for so long, but because of what I’m finding in the process. For some reason, I’ve always been pretty organized about my e-mail at work–having filters running to automatically sort and organize incoming mail into specific folders so that everything’s either easy to find or ignore. I did that more out of self-defense than anything...

The Twelve(ish) Guilty Pleasures of Christmas

I know. I’m not going to end up anywhere near 12. Just accept it and get over it. Today’s guilty pleasure is a little odd, but it’s also a broad collection of things. It’s the feel good, or sad, make-you-cry story or video on the internet. You know the ones: videos of soldiers coming home from a war zone for the first time in years to be greeted by their kids or dog or wife…They’ve arranged some surprise so they’re home earlier than expected, and show up at their...

The Twelve(ish) Guilty Pleasures of Christmas

Day three. And this one hurts a little. One of the great double-edged swords of our modern mobile-technology age is that everyone–and I mean damned near everyone–almost always has a camera with them. And more likely than not, that camera has internet access. This means that those people can post cute pictures of their kids, animals, or landscapes; or they can mock misspelled signs or bad wordings in menus; or, unfortunately, they can post self-portraits. A lot. Lucky for you, I’m not a fan of selfies. But I do...

The Twelve(ish) Guilty Pleasures of Christmas

Day two. Continuing from yesterday’s website theme, the next guilty pleasure is a set of sites I go to at least once a week, and sometimes twice a week. They’re the types of sites that I believe makes the internet such a wonderful place–with so many people of varying interests, it’s great to have well-made and maintained sites that cater to the specific interests of a relatively small group of people, and do so unapologetically. One site is called UniWatch. It’s a fairly simple daily blog run by Paul...

The Twelve(ish) Guilty Pleasures of Christmas

Welcome to a new feature here at the ol’ blog, wherein I lay out the guilty pleasures I enjoy both around this time of year and during the rest of the year. Might as well give thanks for all of them and air my shame all at the same time, right? First up, I’ll celebrate the odd and wonderful collection of off-beat websites I visit. Some I go to on a daily or weekly basis. Others are seasonal or occasional destinations. And those that are occasional are occasional for...

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