Category Archives: Becoming a Writer and Other Boredom

My Hair Is “On Fleek” And Other Things I Don’t Understand

I’m really feeling my age lately. It may be a combination of my desire to be in bed by 10pm and how completely wrecked the skin around my eyes looks, but I think it also has a bit to do with working next to people who are significantly younger than me. The kind of young […]

When It’s Time For A Drop Kick

Relationships are hard. This may be news to those of you who gave up people and are living in a prefab shed subsisting on 12 gallon barrels of wheat. (What do you folks do with all that wheat? Asking for a friend.) For the rest of us, we are painfully aware of the challenges that come along […]

Brick Feet and My Hatred of Shopping

Nothing is more uncomfortable in my life right now than shoes and being inside a store where I need to buy things and other people are present. Combine the two and and you’ve reached the pinnacle of my own personal Stephen King horror clip. In an attempt to avoid all things shoppy and shoe related, […]