On this St. Patrick's Day Eve, I'd like to express my gratitude to this country... no, this country's people. Right now I'm pissed at this country, and about 63 million of its inhabitants. However so many of its people make every day an amazing one, especially days like tomorrow. Every St. Patrick's day I dress … Continue reading Dia de San Patricio
Once, a little over a year ago, I wrote on this blog about how I was going to change. About how it was going to be different this time. I was going to be a better man, a better father, a better role model because I wanted to be around for my grandchildren and a … Continue reading Time, The Death of Princess Leia, and my Wife’s 40th Birthday Party.
Originally this post was going to be all about teaching, and about a student who stood for all students, and how we, as teachers, can affect a life. But then life happened, as it does, and I put it off. Now, the election happened, and I must do something about how I feel or I … Continue reading A Wonderful and Terrifying Reality of Being a Teacher, and Why I Can’t Quit Now.
I remember, like so many others, exactly where I was when I heard the first plane was flown into one of the Twin Towers. I was sitting at my desk at my customer service job, answering phone calls, processing claims, and listening to The Howard Stern Show (very quietly). I remember there was some commotion … Continue reading 9/12/01 – Never Forget
I told you there would be more. First, I cannot stress how much the idea of something eating me alive bothers me. And not just in the logical “Something is killing me, I must live” basic response to that idea; it’s one of the legit fears that I have. I’ve had nightmares of being consumed by something, … Continue reading Bozeman, Part 2 – Bear Spray and Salmon Sandwiches
Let me start by saying I've only been in Bozeman for a day, yet I'm already in love with it. No I'm not working for Bozeman Tourism or trying to sell something, I just like this place. It's a funky little city with a quaint small town feel. On the outskirts of the city there are all … Continue reading Bozeman, Montana: Part 1 – A Study of Beautiful Inconsistencies
His name was Patrick and he was lost. And he wasn't just lost, he was hopelessly, frantically lost and no one saw him. He was running around the Merry-Go-Round in Funland, just inside the Boardwalk at Rehoboth Beach, among the sweaty throngs of shore dwellers who have long since left the sandy beaches, have gorged … Continue reading I Was a Lost Boy Too