I had my first cup of coffee at age 12 and was hooked. I liked what coffee did to me. It enhanced perception of the world, set my heart thumping in my chest, and put a little nervous twang in my limbs. When I was in high school, my mom…
Leave a CommentMonth: December 2015
The holidays as seen in Hollywood movies don’t do much for me. I’m all for peace on earth, goodwill towards men (and creatures), and family. But my history with the holidays is checkered and filled with melancholy memories. And it’s in the melancholy mood that I like to be on the holidays.…
Leave a CommentI’ve been fat all my life. No matter how much I’ve weighed, I’ve always looked in the mirror and seen someone who’s overweight. A couple of months ago, I woke up and said to myself, I’ve been wanting to lose a solid twenty pounds for over a decade. I weighed…
Leave a CommentThe basement makes me feel bad. I have done so many things there in the past. But the memory of those days of radio building, photograph developing, and a hundred other projects and activities nags me. I don’t do that much in the basement anymore. It’s a place where we…
Leave a CommentI struggle every day as a father. I’m never sure that my actions will have good consequences. I am becoming an old man. My energy is failing, or, I should say that it takes a whole lot more gumption to overcome inertia these days. I’m never sure if my actions…
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