The tick-tock of the internal clock in my head helps keep time of the clinkety-clank of the weights I am pushing and pulling at the gym. Sweat drips down my face and into my eyes, blurring my vision and making it hard to see. At the moment it doesn’t matter because my arms are burning… Continue reading The Fake Friends Of Facebook
Double Standards & Contradictions
My daughter and I continue to debate who is the stealthiest ninja and I laugh. Why? Because if you really know me, if you have seen the inner sanctum you know I come on like a freight train but do have moments where I am as soft spoken and quiet as a monk. I have… Continue reading Double Standards & Contradictions
When Death Meets The Chase For Perfection
One of my neighbors told me he hates talking about sports with me because I am angry my teams aren’t any good right now. I told him anger isn’t the reason I think JR Smith is an overrated dirty player or that the leastern conference is a joke. I respect Lebron, but if he played… Continue reading When Death Meets The Chase For Perfection
I Am Not Chasing Mr. Blue Sky
Tourists asked me what I thought about the lightning storm last night, had I been to Hard Eight and was I going to hit the beer festival on Main Street. I told them I didn’t pay much attention to the storm because my thoughts were elsewhere but that Texas thunder and lightning is a good… Continue reading I Am Not Chasing Mr. Blue Sky
