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Orange Fades To Black: A Cat Story

Posted: March 19, 2017 in Real Life
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I haven’t talked about my cat much recently. I knew when the time was right, I’d tell the story. Now feels like the right time to talk about how he went missing 4 months ago. But first, let’s start at the beginning. (more…)


asterisk tattoo

When I’m reading something, and I see *, that tells me I don’t yet have enough information to make an informed decision. There are other details outside of the main text I need to find and read before I decide if this is right for me. This is why I chose the asterisk for my first tattoo. I think of it like a shorthand for “Don’t judge a book by its cover.” At first glance, you get one perspective, but there’s so much more you don’t even know until you decide to go beyond that first glance.


people sitting on blankets

A few weeks ago at Welcome To Rockville, I observed more people using blankets than I recall from previous years. One of the stages (there were 4 total) had more open lawn space than the others, and people took advantage of this. It was an interesting thing to witness. (more…)

…for a girl.

Posted: April 26, 2015 in Real Life
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One-Eyed Doll

picture from One-Eyed Doll’s tumblr

A few weeks ago I was finally able to take my 13-year old nephew to his first concert, and we saw One-Eyed Doll.  As I was driving him home the next day, he was still talking about his experience, and he made a comment about the lead singer. He said that she played guitar pretty good for a girl. (more…)


very old thermostat

Have you ever had something in your life that worked most of the time?  Not all of the time, but most of the time. Isn’t that the worst?  As soon as you ask someone to fix it, of course it will be working then. It only stops working when you’re the only one around. (more…)


Randall from Clerks

If there’s one thing that I miss about going to church, it’s the sense of community that I experienced.  Gathering with like-minded people on a regular basis. Making new friends due to a simple common association. Late night conversations in the parking lot. Those were positive aspects of being part of a group. (more…)


bikers

You were a big biker dude wearing an Outlaws jacket, sitting at the bar in the strip club.

I was just some guy, standing about a foot behind you wearing a killer snowman t-shirt.

I was waiting to order a beer with my brother. You turned around and said that I needed to take a seat because I was making you nervous.

We didn’t want any trouble, so we went over to a table to sit down.

After a few minutes, you and your buddies left before I could get your story.

Why did I make you feel nervous when I wasn’t even standing close? You are three times my size, and you had 3 friends with you. What was it about me that made you nervous? Did I look stabby? For the record, I haven’t stabbed anyone yet. Plus, the bouncer pats everyone down, so no one can bring in weapons.

I’m also curious how I got your attention. The stage was on the other side. A half-naked girl was gyrating. Yet, on the opposite side, not blocking your view, I got your attention somehow. Why is it in a strip club some random guy makes your heart flutter?

I can relate. I sometimes go to the gay bar with my friend, but it’s not really my scene.  I’m not here to judge.  If we meet again, you don’t need to feel nervous at all.