The last line makes this a great spot. Human. Perfect. *** Jim Mitchem
Yesterday I paid my barber a visit. After years as a SuperCuts guy, a few months ago I started visiting a local salon that was recommended by some gay friends who have really nice hair. My new stylist is friendly, Southern, and consistent. Because when it comes to my hair, consistency is key. I don’t need anything fancy. I get in I get out I move on with my day. Boom. Anyway, I’d always considered the barber-customer relationship particularly interesting. Almost…
Death. It’s pretty much the most important thing in life. It’s important because it’s always looming as the only thing that’s absolutely certain. Everything else is a total crapshoot. Indeed, death is as much a part of life as breathing. No breathing, know death. Yet, we somehow keep moving along in life despite this terrible thing at the end. And most of us move along pretty happily. Then someone dies and we’re reminded that we’re just borrowing time. That we’re…
Today, Apple, the most valuable company in the world, unveiled the iPhone 4S. The excitement leading up to the announcement aroused speculation from bloggers, reporters and fanboys around the globe. Even the date of the announcement was hotly rumored all summer. And for good reason. The iPhone is great product. Before I bought my first iPhone (3GS), I was a Blackberry user. And for the most part, I was quite happy. But then I moved my home and office from…
As far back as I can remember, I’ve been off-center. Whether it was terrible thoughts I used to have as a boy that eventually got me a week in the hospital with nodes attached to my scalp, or living for a decade as a man possessed with self-destruction – I’ve hardly ever been mainstream. I even voted for Ross Perot. Twice. But lately, I’ve found myself drifting closer to the center. Or at least it feels that way. And it…
Yesterday marked the 16th anniversary of the day my girlfriend and I drove up to Vermont for a long weekend. I was carrying a ring in my front jeans pocket. The ring was not unlike the ring Frodo carried, as mine contained wicked magic as well. And was wicked expensive. The moment we checked into our quaint Bed and Breakfast I wanted to ask her. But we situated our bags, toured the inn and meandered on the grounds before walking across…
