This has spoilers. I was initially going to put the word “spoiler” in the text when I approached something that would be one, but I quickly realized this would be annoying. Reason four-thousand, two-hundred and ninety-seven why I hate doing reviews. Anyhow, this thing is full of spoilers. If you read it, you’ll know the…… Continue reading A movie review, but only because I’m mad.
Depression ebbs and flows. You only believe its cyclical nature, however, when you’re trending up. When you’re sinking or at the bottom change seems like a pipe dream: black is all life will ever be. I’m trending up these days. Luckily, I have other issues: perhaps now isn’t the best time to renovate my en…… Continue reading PTSD and bathroom renovations.
I’m no good at skateboarding. It’s not about balance. I do yoga on the semi-regular and can hold a tree with the middlest of them. It’s about impact on cement and being kind of a chicken. I’m also pretty willing to give up. As Homer Simpson says, “if something’s hard to do, it’s not worth…… Continue reading Skinned knees hurt.
This is a rarity: I almost never write directly onto the platform. Doing so precludes the repeated editing and revising I like to undertake before ultimately binning my efforts. I’ve dissolved attempts a plenty this past week, including a whiny, self-indulgent rant about family – been there, done that – and a piece on the…… Continue reading Time passes.