It’s unfair that we associate actors with their roles when they pass away more than we usually get to with the people they were themselves. But that’s the reality of it.. They play a part, we love them for it,[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
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Erin and I went out to dinner and we started talking about stuff like music, because of what was playing at the Applebee’s (forgive me, lord, for us going to Applebee’s, but there’s not a lot in this town and[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
So I guess as we move along, and I become more content with this being a spot that isn’t about writing “articles” or even “blogs” but more an open therapy session for myself that I’m willing to let others read[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Well, if there’s a bottom of the writing barrel, here’s wear I etch my initials into it until I see light coming in from the other side. Hey! Going with the recent theme here of “looking forward, not backward” and[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
I’ve got nothing to really write or talk about tonight. I’m forcing myself to just sit here and do nothing, look at the blankness of the screen, and try to piece together a coherent thought or idea. This was a[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
I was listening to a podcast the other day. It’s about making comics (and making a living from comics). There’s your tagline. So something that got brought up in the opening discussion was inner voices, which they’ve talked about before.[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
“If you don’t love selling shoes, get out of this business.” That was said to a room full of us. I had been working as a retail manager for a shoe company for about two or three months. I’d taken[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
I’ve been on a YouTube kick where I’m finding a bunch of the teen sex comedies from the 80s that I watched as a kid. Some of them way too early probably, but some when, yes, it’s exactly what a[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Earlier in the week, Erin had been doing a bunch of stuff. She’d cleaned the house. She’d painted. She was doing laundry. And she had all this energy she was trying to use and wasn’t sure what to do with[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
As a child in the seventies, I had two surrogate TV dads. Not to say that I didn’t have or know my real dad. I did, although my parents were divorced from before I can remember, so I mostly saw[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…