words: sticks and stones…

Words are funny little things.  From "I" to "Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilico-volcanoconiosis" each word has meaning alone and within the context it's used.  Sometimes they're used to communicate information.  Sometimes they're used to raise people up.  Sometimes they're used to tear people down. Words can hurt. Sometimes those words get away from us.  A joke is taken too … Continue reading words: sticks and stones…

everything breaks…

Sometimes it's the little things, you know?  A new crack in your laptop case.  The ice-cream scoop breaking apart as you're scraping up a spoonful.  Your phone rebooting (or not booting) all on its own.  Or maybe a giant hole in the thigh of your favorite tights. Yeah. My favorite tights are wrecked.  Don't get … Continue reading everything breaks…

and you should always listen to your mother… at least for several years until you actually know better yourself… maybe…

Twenty or so years ago my parents went on a trip to New Orleans.  I think my dad was working.  He traveled a lot back then so we all learned to make the best of it.  Every once in a while the "best of it" meant a little vacation tacked onto his business travels. It … Continue reading and you should always listen to your mother… at least for several years until you actually know better yourself… maybe…