May 13

People have the ability to survive most things that life throws at them. We can make it through devastations and divorce. I’ve seen people walk away from all sorts of things. We are survivors.

But I’m tired of just surviving. I’m tired of the status quo. I want to thrive. I want to live. I want to love.

Feb 13

Is it time?
I believe so.
What if you’re wrong?
I don’t know.
Aren’t you scared?
Very much so.
Then why bother?
Because it’s time.

Jan 28

Came across this and really liked it. Evidently I’m not the only one, Avenged Sevenfold included it in their song “Bat Country.”

“There he goes. One of God’s own prototypes. A high-powered mutant of some kind never even considered for mass production. Too weird to live, and too rare to die.” – Raoul Duke from Hunter S. Thompson’s 1971 novel Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas

I might just have to read that novel sometime.

Jan 27

“She’s a problem for me like a porch light is a problem for a moth”

Got that from the comic QC. I like it. Fits.

Jan 17

It’s been nearly a year and a half since I’ve published anything on here. The site has even been down for almost two months. Seems that when I backed it up and moved it to a new server the database backup got corrupted a bit and made it a pain to get everything back up and running. So what’s changed since my last posts? Not much:

  • I’ve been hired by (and just past my one year anniversary with) another hosting company here in town. I’m now managing a fantastic group of Linux sysadmins.
  • My oldest daughter has ran away, gone to live with her mom, run away, gone back to her mom’s, rinse, lather, repeat.
  • Said oldest daughter turned 18… which makes me feel really old.

So, basically, not too much has happened.

While trying to fix all the issues with the database for this site I ended up re-reading most posts from 2012 and I have to say that I was really tempted to delete some of them. Some of the posts dealing with my ex and the marriage are embarrassing. But I’ve decided to leave them up. Embarrassing or not, they are real. They conveyed my emotions and state of mind at that time and I think leaving them there will help remind me of mistakes that I don’t want to make again. Even if the mistake was just me attempting to write a poem.

 

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