There was a sprawling tree with sprawling branches in Mamaw Helen’s backyard. The tree was particular, much like its owner, for it needed to be tended to regularly.Read More
Everything about Mamaw Connie and Papaw Darby’s house was red.
Deep and dark red wood-paneling on the walls of a living room that held tacky red shag-carpeting to match.Read More
“Great, a post about discourse on a blog. It was only a matter of time before this personal blog got political…” Says his two followers…Read More
I am not a member of the recently and completely made up coalition of Workers for a Tatted America.
I have tattoos. I have a quarter sleeve of a compass and anchor that is an homage to my grandmother coupled with a line from a J.R.R. Tolkien poem on my left shoulder and bicep.Read More
There is a scene from a Justice League Unlimited episode where the Justice League was taking on a Lex Luther infused Braniac, and the only way the heroes could defeat the villain was for the Flash to run so fast he could barely be seen by Luther.Read More
“I think and think and think, I‘ve thought myself out of happiness one million times, but never once into it.”
― Jonathan Safran Foer – Extremely Loud & Incredibly Close
A quote in a novel I did not read, (besides in the Google search for “quotes about thinking,”) nor did I see the film adaptation so I could not tell you if the quote made its way to the silver screen.Read More
There is something extremely alluring about the thought of being isolated. Being a hermit, a mystical all-knower, completely and totally cut off from everything and everyone.Read More
I cheat sometimes.
Not on purpose. I cheat when necessity overcomes integrity.
Necessity: to fuel myself when there is a lack there of.
Necessity: to not offend or just when no one is looking.
Necessity: because someone is looking.Read More