This will be the most subdued Christmas in our family’s history. Yesterday, my wife and I spent two hours in a toy store only to walk out with about $60 worth of stuff. And if you’ve ever been in a toy store, you know that this doesn’t amount to anything big. Sure, you can buy a lot of trinkets and silly bands for $60, but you’re not getting two WOW gifts with that paltry amount. It’s not that we didn’t…
1) Michael Vick should have a dog. I believe that everyone is capable of change, and everyone deserves second chances. And if there’s one beast in the world with the ability to transform humans, it’s the dog. Vick’s no dummy. I think he knows how badly he fucked up. And I can’t imagine that he is still capable of such heinousness after all the forced therapy, public outrage, etc. I don’t think he ever understood dogs in the first place…
If you’ve followed me for any time on Twitter, you’ve probably heard me mention that I don’t drink. Other than that, I don’t really talk about my past very much. And for good reason – it was rather bleak. And this post isn’t my foray into sharing those dark days. Doing that will come later – when I can organize my thoughts into something that resembles a storyline. But I will say this about that time – despite the rage…
In the Spring of 2010, I did something terrible. Our youngest daughter, Cozette, who was 6 at the time, was gathering flowers of weeds that were beginning to overrun our yard. The good shepherd that I am tried explaining to her that weeds are lies, and that their flowers are deceptions to keep us from pulling them up by the roots so that they don’t steal the nutrients from the grass. She smiled up at me and said, “But grass…
When Elizabeth Edwards died on Tuesday, it made me think about death again. Our 13-year-old dog died recently, and it caused some serious grief. Yet, I felt nothing for Edwards. I didn’t know her. I didn’t even know *of* her, but for the fact that she was married to a guy who ran for president and who was unfaithful to her. I also knew she had cancer, but that’s about it. So I tweeted: When I hit ‘send’ I knew…
I spend a lot of time alone. It’s not for everybody, but it works for me. Tonight in the shower I didn’t want to get out. It’s been ridiculously cold in Charlotte the past three days. It always feels like December is the coldest month. I know that statistically it’s not, but it always sure feels that way. I think it has to do with the move out of warmth and into cold. It never feels as cold in February…
