Sundays with Hank Hill
In the fall of 1996, my family moved to Cedar Hill, Texas, a small suburb outside of Dallas. My father’s military career had taken us...
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2024
A Haunting Question
When I was in the seventh grade, I had a strange interaction with my bus driver that has haunted me for the past twenty-five years....
You Are What You Consume
There's an old adage, "You are what you eat" and it's pretty accurate. You eat junk and your body turns to junk. You eat clean,...
Conan the Barbarian
I'm not a fan of fantasy. I've never cared for Lord of the Rings or stories with magic. I think I struggle with it being...
Why Write?
A few days ago, Robert wrote a post called Why Write. I've actually tackled this subject a few times on blogs in the past, but...
Shame and Blogging - Redux
During the pandemic, I wrote a post called Shame and Blogging (it will be posted beneath this post if you want to read it). I...
Accepting My Preferences and Being an Introvert
I'm not a fan of labels. I think the internet has skewed them for me, because everyone ends up listing off what they are and...
A Broken Skull Tattoo
In the summer of 2004, I got my first and only tattoo. I was twenty-one years old, and excited about the new Punisher movie. The...
Cleaning Stuff Out and Learning from It
I've been all over the spectrum of living with less/minimalism my adult life. I started off with a huge burden of things and then I...
Ticket Regret
I have a problem. Sometimes, I'll see an event like a comic con, a concert, or even a movie, and without thinking I'll buy tickets....
Online Gentrification and Northern Exposure
When the television show Resident Alien debuted, I found myself adoring the small town of quirky characters. I spent some time seeking out other similar...
The Other Woman
(I’ve changed the name used in this post because the real name was unique and it was the respectable thing to do.) My grandmother was...
A Week Alone
My wife is out of town this week for a training conference and that means I have the house (and my evenings to myself). In...
My New Logo!
I'm a terrible artist. I mean, I used to know my way around Paint Shop Pro back in the day, but I usually rely on...
Writing Inspiration
I remember getting my first computer sometime around 1994-1995. Once my dad got done fumbling around with it, I had a few moments alone with...
Arena Football
Sometime around 1994, my father's Navy buddy, a man by the name of Tom Abbott, invited me to an Orlando Predators game, the local arena...
Snowshoe Cat
The other night, I was lying in bed looking over some photos of Jupiter when I noticed a little animal icon at the top of...
100
Well, after a depressing post yesterday, I'm back with something a bit more positive today: this is my 100th post! When I rebooted my blog...
Pikapal
This is not how I planned on starting out WeblogMoPo2024 and I honestly wish I didn’t have to write this, but here we go. On...
WeblogPoMo2024
WeblogPoMo2024 begins tomorrow. What is WeblogPoMo2024, you ask? Well, it's a month-long event similar to NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month) created by Annie. The goal...