I don't know how old I was when I realized that my dad's name is Bob because even after I knew that to be true there seemed no reason to say it. To all the world he was Bob. Well, there were a few people who called him Robert. And his mom calls him Bobby … Continue reading words: a name…
words: the four letter variety…
Four letter words get a bad wrap. Head. Duck. Beer. Mush. Blog. All fine perfectly respectable words. All containing four letters. No more. No less. Yet four letter words have a well known reputation for being bad. Nasty. Dirty. Wrong. Baby is a four letter word. As is word, love, like, high, good, nice, cake, … Continue reading words: the four letter variety…
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…
cami gets a new look…
hair today… a rant on tangled
I've made no secret of my feelings for the movies di$ney puts out for kids. I love the fun of it. That you can get lost in their animation, songs and characters is a good thing. They managed to hook you. Pull you into the story and make you care about the characters. You're not … Continue reading hair today… a rant on tangled
lifesaver -or- consumer whore cami loves her leatherman…
Roughly 15 years ago my roommate at the time, Dave, got a brand new Leatherman multi-tool. It was fancy. I'm not sure, but I think he wasn't happy with the old basic model he had knowing that the company had moved on to bigger and better things. I think it was a sign of geek … Continue reading lifesaver -or- consumer whore cami loves her leatherman…
but I don’t wanna…
I have a problem you guys. I've been aware of it for a while but fairly unwilling to admit it. At first I couldn't even admit it to myself. It didn't even occur to me to admit it to myself. And then when it did occur to me I was horrified. Mortified. In a state … Continue reading but I don’t wanna…
drip drip drop…
The forecast of my childhood was mostly sunny. There was wind. And fog. And for the brief years I lived in Texas there were biblical storms, snakes falling from the sky, rain falling upward and thunder and lightening the likes of which I've not experienced since. The rain in Texas always stayed with me. Most … Continue reading drip drip drop…
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