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Masked
The occasional bug to self portrait. Think this sums up 2020 with a few short weeks to go. I miss people’s smiles. I miss hugs. I miss conversation. I miss family. I miss leadership. I miss walking the mall. I miss my coworkers. I miss spitting on the grass. I miss downtown. I miss haircuts. I miss me. I miss many other things I can’t even express. We will all be different when this is over. Not even sure what the world will look like. Our attention. Our attitude. Our love for our fellow human. It will be difficult to adjust back I think. Some now are so fatigued that…
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Not the Asshole
My current job location, and given so few of us in the office, I have the luxury of parking in a heated underground garage. It’s a good thing actually. Often times I leave in the dark so it’s nice not having to trape around a dark parking lot. On snowy days, I feel guilty of bringing all that crud into the garage. I diligently brush off all the snow and ice from my drive to work, then park under cover for a while. At least long enough for most of it to fall off. Then around 10 or so, back under cover of a nice warm garage. On days it…
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Found It
Found the card. I’m not crying, you are.
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Our next President and Vice President
This is the beginning of the end to trumps presidential tour. I’m not happy, I am ecstatic. The last 4 years has indeed been a shit show, and I am reminded of my father’s words. “This nation is big enough and strong enough to survive 4 years of anyone being president.” He never thought of trump or a crazy pandemic when he said that. To be honest, I don’t even remember which president he was referring to. He was a life long republican but I have no idea when he flipped. Over the years I’ve held many of his same political leanings. In my heart though I would classify myself…
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Shower Thoughts
Speaking of showers….. The only reference I have as an adult to how small I once was is the shower towel. When I was younger, like 5 or 7, I always associated climbing out of the tub or shower with a great big fuzzy towel. Either Mom or Dad would wrap me up and quickly dry me off. When I was older and able to responsibly practice good bathing techniques, they would let me do my thing. But the thing is, I liked to stand there and drip dry. The towel hugged over my shoulders with a tight grip. Hair would drip, and on cold morning’s goose bumps would appear…
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Squaw Pass
I’m still moving content from my old site. The transition from a “page” site to a more bloggy site is a good thing. Not sure what it means if I ever move the site again, but with WordPress as the backbone, it should be easier. Still not thrilled with the format. Tryin’ to get it formatted in a way I like is challenging. Without spending money. =) It’s just a drive. Somedays, you just have to go away.
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50,000 Miles
This is my scooby truck, Morris hitting 50K miles. Traveling north on I-25 in New Mexico on my way back from Las Cruces. It’s December 30, 2010, a little after Noon. I am approaching mile marker 373. Is this monumental? Is it worthy of being included here? I don’t know, but it is. Here’s the video just for fun. Why does this matter? As I write this it’s a new decade. My car making it to 50 thousand miles. A first beer; a first kiss; a first speeding ticket. Some happen when technology is around to record the event. Others are just vague memories triggered by random stuff… Fuzzy edges…
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Youth
I found this on my phone, written January 2014. Some poetry, good, bad, or whatever. I wanna grow upThe world awaitsI’m just a childBut I wanna grow up They can driveAnd vote and do adult thingsI wanna grow upI’m only a kidBut I wanna grow up I can’t waitI wanna grow upBut I’m still so youngI can’t give it up My world is smallBut I wanna grow upI can’t be so littleWhen I wanna grow up Scared of tomorrowIs not my fearStaying so youngCry many a tearI wanna grow up So troubled yet freeWhen I walk out that doorI wanna grow upI just wanna
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Let’s talk Tattoos again
I really do like the art. Someday I might have a full sleeve of just black and gray. I have no idea what that is yet, but when the idea hits, I am going to do it. Geisha girl, dragon, waves, Tō-ji temple. I’m just not sure yet. I had been holding on to this card from my Mom for a number of years. Took a snap of it to cause I knew the card would get lost, or I would not be able to find it. Sure enough, I even had to hunt for the photo. It wasn’t impulsive, just quickly decided. Was it the covid crazy? Not really.…
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