[Exploring all depths of life.]
One of my worst habits is the shower — often times I take too long of showers. There is only one person to blame for this — myself. (What you think there were other people to blame?) Oftentimes time slips through my fingers; seconds trickle as drops from my fingers. The next thing realized: This…
A few weekends ago, a buddy of mine had brought me six pack of Stillwater Artisanals’ “of Love & Regret.” He knows I love a good Belgian saison. The heather, chamomile, lavender, and dandelion team that makes this Baltimore Belgium-inspired beer dynamic, and the 7% ABV is nothing to turn your shoulder at. Aside the…
It’s that time, folks. Insight into both posts today. Yeah, about that. So, I’ll keep this third post really short. Over at SNT, which is turning into my new home rather than the WordPress world — for this, I am sorry. Today’s post is a two-fer, because second guessing got the best of me after writing…
“The cure for boredom is curiosity. There is no cure for curiosity.” – Dorothy Parker Life, as they say, is what we make of it. We grow up. It’s inevitable. We have to do adult things, and that’s a given. There is a bottomless basket filled with things responsibilities that need attention, and we have to…
He came across the other, this about a quarter of noon, lying upon a fallen tree. He hopped on over to this buffoon to egg him on, to get his daily taunting over and done. The sun wasn’t as bright as some days had been in the past; however, the day was simply another day, and there would be…
Dumb post title. Amazing results. Maybe. There’s no guarantee. Welcome to my Monday Update, all anecdotes: little anec with a lot of dotes. Totes? This song is “Up the Wolves” by The Mountain Goats. It is featured in last night’s episode of The Walking Dead. It was uncertain if it was enjoyable, but after listening to it a…
*** *** *** Love like a drag from a cigarette.* *** *** *** My reluctance walked slowly, backwards out of my mouth. *** *** *** Her thoughts are flower petals, bold and poignant. However, one you try to move, manipulate those those words, petals off the stem, they brown…
