I have a fairly high tolerance for pain, but I’m about at my limit. 2013 is no longer going to be known as the Year of the Snake. It shall henceforth be known as the Year of the Needle. Since February 14, I have been poked by needles 17 times. Fou…

Hi, friend. It’s nice of you to stop by for a read. Unfortunately, I don’t have much of anything for you tonight. Today was one of those days that made me feel guilty. I felt guilty for feeling ungrateful, guilty for feeling like I’m done with eve…

Today’s writing posted to another of my blogs accidentally — instead of posting to “Thanky.” Here’s that post, brief as though it may be, and regardless of whether my other space is still being read or not. *** Do you ever feel like you don’t rel…

I’d been craving a hamburger since before Christmas, so I finally gave into it the other night. I ordered at the drive-thru, and my vittles came to $4.41. For once, the speaker was delightfully clear with nary an ounce of static, and the gal insid…

Sometimes communication completely confuses me. It was 1997, and I was home from college for the summer. I had started seeing someone and, in the context of relationships, I think I was still inexperienced and immature enough to where I didn’t sec…

Something happens on Beach Boulevard when the weather starts to consistently become a little warmer, and I’ve noticed it over the past few weeks. For one, it turns into seagull alley. There are so many of them these days — bunching together on st…

The title of today’s post is a chick flick, and there’s a line in the movie that I’ve always loved. “You weren’t who you said you were, therefore I wasn’t who I thought I was.” It’s a line that really makes you think — I’m sure many of us have fe…

We probably didn’t realize it when we first started encountering them with any regularity during our younger years, but life is nothing more than a series of multiple choice questions. There are multiple answers for everything — everything. How w…

I learned a new non-word recently — and by recently, I mean last night. Blesson: the combination of both a blessing and a lesson. I went to a playwriting meeting yesterday, but almost ended up staying home. I was slightly bummed out by recent (al…

Those two short plays I submitted to the playwriting group? Yeah, they weren’t ready. I’ll be honest — I had my fingers crossed, but when I got the feedback about where they fell short, it wasn’t a surprise. After all, it was the same feedback I’…