So it’s decided: I’m staying on at my job. Maybe you didn’t know I was debating this, but yessir, it’s a big part of why I haven’t been writing much lately: because so much of what I wanted to write
Caught!
Just got email from the Nashville blogger known as Chez Bez, who was reminded by my last post that he thought he caught a picture of me and Karsten riding our bikes downtown during the jazz festival a few weeks
“Shut up, clown, and make me a bike!”
I am, apparently, entertaining to children. That is to say, my face is apparently entertaining to children. My coworker sent me this picture she took of me yesterday while our company and its parent company were all together on a
Someone who obviously didn’t read my profile
A personal message I just found in my MySpace account (all typos and capitalization left as is for your enjoyment): Hi Sweetie, I read your profile and I’m very interested in getting to know you also.Am [full name] by name
Scaffolding in front of house
Scaffolding in front of house, originally uploaded by Kate O’. This is what’s going on chez nous. It’s crazy, man, crazy.
How to appreciate life, from someone who deals with death
We know about the deaths at the site of the World Trade Center twin towers on 9/11, and we’re reminded often, and no one should belittle their significance, and we should endeavor not to let them be forgotten. But how
Metaphors that can kill
Ever thought of a metaphor as deadly? You might after reading this article by George Lakoff in AlterNet. Metaphors and how they shape our thoughts and the world around us have long been the subject of Lakoff’s work (although he’s
Synchronicity! Or, Honey Bowtie Music gets some love
I participate pretty heavily on a discussion forum for Treo users called MyTreo.net, and lately, due to a weird alignment of the stars or something, there’s been a surge of off-topic interest in, of all things, my songs. One fella
A great loss from my past
In the MySpace forum for my high school, I just found out that my high school band director died in June. I’m totally heartbroken about it. I searched a little on the web, and found a Legacy.com guest book for
Quote Whore
No, I’m not talking about me and my predilection for collecting famous quotations. (They make great songwriting fodder!) Not this time, anyway. This time, there are bigger quote whores than myself out there. I’m talking about Paul Fischer, who is