YES! Two weeks makes it a pattern, so it looks like I’m back to blogging regularly!
I’ll probably take next week off. This is exhausting.
Don’t pressure me, or I’ll quit again. Read the rest of this entry »
of the week 8/14
August 14th, 2009of the week 8/7
August 7th, 2009Whenever I have nothing to say, or nothing that has been well thought out yet, I try to find a structure, a discipline, a rule for writing that forces me to put words down. In that spirit, I’ll try to fire this thing back up with a soulless piece of weekly web summation I’ll call “of the week.” I tend to have some areas of interest that I notice on a routine basis. I’d like to share those with you. I’ll play with the categories as we go, and feel free to make requests. Read the rest of this entry »
"5-13-09"
August 6th, 2009(I found this post draft today, thought it would be a good one to put out there. Especially because I’m having some work frustrations, and this helped give me some perspective on why I need to push through. And, because I’ve been wanting to post something, and can’t think of anything to say right now.)
I had a realization in the shower, where great ideas come from. I am genuinely satisfied with my work today.
That’s nice, you think to yourself, without caring. So let me tell you why that’s not the most bland blog statement ever uttered. Consider the following factors: Read the rest of this entry »
Hello world!
July 20th, 2009Welcome to WordPress. This is your first post. Edit or delete it, then start blogging!
John Wayne died 30 years ago on June 11. Lung cancer. "The Big C," he called it.
June 9th, 2009Roger Ebert has been keeping a pretty great blog, summarizing a lot of his thoughts on film and life and very big things, as he’s been dealing with cancer. He’s got a great post about a man who’s an oft-mentioned legend in my Dad’s family. (They even visited with him a few times, and have pictures to prove it.)
Unordered List
May 9th, 2009- Move: Success! Email me for our new mailing address in Canyon, Texas, USA. Or email me if you want to hear how I kept my cool when something happened that made me want to cuss out an old lady. I’ve developed a red-headed temperament in the last few years, believe it or not. I held it in check, and I’m still patting myself on the back for it. I’d love for you to join me.
- Baseball fandom: Fail! I genuinely tried that first weekend, Read the rest of this entry »
Re-Opening Day
April 6th, 2009One of the podcasts I listen to religiously (which is easy to do when you spend 3+ hours a day on the road) is The B.S. Report with Bill Simmons. I’ve mentioned Simmons before, and while I don’t read his article regularly (mainly because ESPN is anti-RSS for some reason, and I’ve come to avoid the four-letter network whenever I can) he’s kicked it up to at least three podcasts a week. And they’re usually great listening, if you like sports and have 30-45 minutes of uncommitted listening time a day.
All that to say, he and a buddy gave a two-part show breaking down every team in the American League. I don’t like baseball, but I listened to the whole thing. Read the rest of this entry »
A man after my own heart
April 5th, 2009I guess the David Robinson post had me thinking about ’90s basketball, because my mind wandered to Charles Barkley’s “I am not a role model” Nike commercial. No kidding, only 15 minutes after thinking about what a role model should be, I read this, and may have found my very own. Read the rest of this entry »
The Admirable
April 5th, 2009David Robinson was selected for the Hall of Fame this week. It wasn’t really news, because it wasn’t surprising.
I’ve been a Spurs fan since I was a kid, but we didn’t have cable, so I didn’t get to see a lot of his career. Only the occasional NBC Sunday game and the playoffs.
I can’t give you a breakdown of his career and answer the critiques, but this guy can. What I can do is say that he’s the reason I became a Spurs fan, and I think he’s the reason the Spurs are what they are today. Read the rest of this entry »
040209
April 2nd, 2009Today was perfect. The sun at my back
set behind the houses across the street
as I was working on the front door.
The temperature settled perfectly between
uneffectively warm and
uncomfortably neutral.
The air was still. Crisp. Light.
Never mind that the gusts this morning
were strong enough to lift that eight foot stock tank
straight up on its side against the fence.
Never mind that the North Wind was so sharp this morning
that I had to dress for a blizzard
when the temperature was in the 50s.
Never mind the terrible majority of hours this day.
The last hour was perfect.
And the way things end is all that really matters anyway.
Or is it?