Want to know how little control we have over the circumstances of our lives? Yesterday I was sick, at home, with an internet connection that wasn’t working and, later in the day, a telephone that didn’t work.
And there wasn’t a damn thing I could do about any of it, so there was no real point in getting angry about it either.
While I was in San Francisco, I had the opportunity to go down to Ocean Beach and watch the sunset. The sunset was so amazing, that the next day, I was emailing pictures back to all of my friends because I wanted to share that moment of perfect peace with them. One of them wrote…
While we all know that I travel quite a bit for work all the time, this week I’m actually headed out of the country, to London, for a few days. So I may be a bit slower than usual to respond to comments, emails, tweets and so forth! On the other hand, I’m hoping to…
I got an email the other day with a sort of throw away comment that bothered me. Not so much in an offensive way, more of a “huh?”. The comment was this “My goal in life is to make everyone happy”. Now that sounds nice, and on first reading it was that sort of self-sacrificing,…
Pin Three years ago, I wrote about how much I appreciated being able to use Facebook to communicate with my far-flung cousins and other family members on the day that my grandmother passed away. How strange it was then to see the last few days play out among my friends and family on that same network…
As I waited at the airport in Las Vegas yesterday, I did some quick figuring about the month of August, 2010. In the first 27 days of the month, I had spent the night in a hotel for 21 of them. In that time I had: Slept in 5 different hotels Flown over 10,000 miles…
And we’re back… OK, so I know I’ve been offline for the last couple of weeks, and am just now starting to catch up on emails and other things from around the old Internets. If you’ve been waiting on some comment from me or response to something, it’s coming. The wife and I were off…
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I Think i been abused by my dad verbally, emotionally, and pshyically. He’d punch me and grab my throat and throw me to the floor or ground almost all the time. They(my parents) Always told me i wasn’t getting abused and they told me to not tell anyone EVER what goes on in the house. I never understood. That’s why i said i think i been abused because of the so called “brain washing” method they tried to do. I’ve always felt it was my fault. I am now 16 turning 17 next week this october.