Turns out today is the 41st anniversary of the sinking of the Edmund Fitzgerald and I find myself thinking about how you always think you’ll make it to Cleveland. That is not supposed to be the kind of vague and cryptic gibberish you sometimes find posted on Facebook. Instead it is a reference to how… Continue reading You Always Think You’ll Make It To Cleveland
Month: November 2016
How Many Chainsaws Should Dad Juggle?
Got my Bose Noise Cancellation headphones on my ears, my eyes are closed and Adagio For Strings is filling the giant wasteland between my ears. I am trying to turn off the great brain and be a good man and compartmentalize. Trying to stop thinking about the 987 things that are going on and wondering… Continue reading How Many Chainsaws Should Dad Juggle?
Facebook- It’s Cryptic & Vague Gibberish
Thought about using some more lyrics for this post and couldn’t decide if I felt like pulling from Magic Bus, Love Reign O’er Me, Even Now or Join Together. Bonus points if you know I threw a Barry Manilow song in the mix just to mess with you. Double bonus points if you can sing… Continue reading Facebook- It’s Cryptic & Vague Gibberish
The Dishonest Trust About Honesty
The mornings haven’t been as kind to me recently as I would like for them to be. Sleep is a bit fitful and though I know the reasons why it hasn’t allowed me to shake off the feeling that more changes are coming. Anticipation grinds upon me and I wish to confront the hidden specter… Continue reading The Dishonest Trust About Honesty