Productivity
The other week, I was catching up with a friend who inquired how I get shit done without forgetting about it. Then the beginnings of this blog post spewed from my mouth. Then I turned around and wrote everything down. Brace yourselves: wonky shit is about to go down. This
Eulogies
The banner pic is my favorite picture of Micha and me, composed of all my other favorite pictures of Micha I pulled from everyone’s Facebook accounts (sorry ’bout that). She lives on through all of our memories, most of which involve middle fingers. Click here to download the big-ass
Illustration
I remember how it started. Bored during Mrs. Beckman’s 5th grade class, losing interest in her lecture, I started to doodle on spare sheets of loose-leaf notebook paper. It started with an island. But it was not just any island, mind you. It was one whose outer composition was
Bruce Hall
I was behind the Bruce front desk, with my back to the Bowling Alley and my nose buried in the building’s maintenance log. I finished up my work for the evening and closed the log. Turning around, I was taken aback by the steady stream of people walking left
Dad
When I was a kid, I had amazing ideas. Earth-changing ideas! Then my entrepreneurial spirit was crushed not once, but three times. For the most part, I hated being a kid. I was always eager to be older, although I cannot recall why. Much of it had to do with
Stories
Today I read a tweet about Volvos, which made me think of the only friend I’ve ever known to actually drive a Volvo (Katie Thomas). From there, I started thinking about other friends who are equally outliers in their vehicle make & model choices, and I of course remembered
Several years ago, Slate Magazine compiled the worst things teachers said to some people. Some things were bitter, others were crushing, but overall they were stupid and pushed beyond the boundaries of fact. I had a similar experience which I was able to overcome…with a little help from my
Living in the suburbs and working near downtown Dallas has been a challenge ever since my company moved its offices to Uptown last February. I’ve ended up relying on the following routine to ensure that I: a) get enough sleep; b) save money by eating a packed lunch vs.
Eulogies
Last night, über-famous local radio personality Kidd Kraddick passed away suddenly. It happened late at night, right as I was headed to bed. It prompted me to stay up way past my bedtime to learn additional details and fully absorb the impact. It wasn’t until tonight I could articulate
Farting is a survival mechanism. Farting is actually an everyday hero. — Mary Roach Mary’s quote about farting reminds me of my childhood confrontation with a Jehovah’s Witness, a scrum of biblical proportions. Check it out here.
Bruce Hall
Last March, I had breakfast with an old friend. While our conversation rambled, we got onto the subject of our college lives and realized we’d both been resident assistants (RAs) at one point. Somehow, I got around to telling the following story. All RAs at the University of North
Christianity
Today (or at some point in the very near future), the Supreme Court of the United States may rule on the legality of two laws designed to regulate same-sex marriages: the federal Defense of Marriage Act, and California Proposition 8. Each legislates homosexual relationships in different manners, but it’s
Christianity
Originally presented for HIST 4080.001, Dr. Laura Stern, April 14, 1999 Discussing the social environment of the past is proving to be an interesting challenge to all historians, especially those who view it with a modern perspective. The past should be acknowledged as alien to us, and to understand
Bruce Hall
Love is just the new natural selection…! Simon Ennis was a cool cat, solely responsible for my enduring nickname, “The Worst R.A. in Bruce Hall.” Whenever I watch Gilligan’s Island or ponder the mental state of squirrels, I think of him. While an R.A. at Bruce Hall,
In the 3rd grade, my teacher Mrs. Noble encouraged us to read. A small chunk of each day was devoted to digging through books in the classroom, which ranged from novels to encyclopedias (with the occasional dirty-word-lookup in a dictionary). I stumbled upon “The Hobbit” and was immediately hooked on
One year ago, the streams crossed and I finally met IRL Jenny Lawson a.k.a. The Bloggess. Her blogs were the first I hooked onto in my early days of writing. She’s gone on to wild and deserved success, while I’ve been going for the bronze. Let’