That’s a bit of an awkward title isn’t it? I tried to think of something shorter and more clever, but there’s something to be said for bluntness. As a romantic sap, I wholeheartedly believed in the concept of seeing someone for the first time, and then knowing that you’re meant to be together. This is … Continue reading 30 For 30: When I Stopped Believing in Love at First Sight
“How do you know, poor fool? Perhaps out there, somewhere, someone is sighing for your absence; and with this thought, my soul begins to breathe.” I love that question, as if there is a magical time to get married. Before we get around and accuse me of being commitment-phobic, I will come out and say … Continue reading 30 For 30: Isn’t It Time to Get Married?
So many of the women that I write about fade from memory. To be honest, I would have forgotten so many of the details if it weren’t for me writing them down, they’d just be a stored contact on my phone. There is something undeniable about something new that takes over your mind, especially when … Continue reading 30 For 30: “You Wore Blue.”
I guess we’ll take a short break from the trivialities of my lovelife to address a more pressing issue.
Anyone who knows me knows my politics. I’m not the guy who will yell at you ad nauseum or post whatever relevant political meme is up at the moment. I believe in what I do, how I do it, and why I do it. Last night was obviously a blow to ideals that I believe in. Continue reading “Tomorrow.”
February is a hard month for me. It’s never been a good month, I can list a number of reasons, chief among them, one my best friends passing away in high school during this month. You’d think more than a decade later we would move on from these things, but I don’t think we really … Continue reading Blackbird.
I helped a woman cross the street Wednesday morning.
I’m pretty sure that didn’t ever happen to anyone in real life. That was always the stereotypical thing that boy scouts did, it got them a merit badge right? Well, anyways, whatever small measure of satisfaction I received from that act melted away as soon as I went into my office and turned on my computer. News of another senseless shooting was up on the front page and just more and more about it. For some reason, I just sat and felt defeated.