I’ve fifty-six years under my belt, and so far, I’ve made quite a few mistakes. I’ve also managed to learn a thing or two. Sometimes, I try to pass life lessons to my kids, but they’re in their twenties, and, as is customary at that age, they know everything, so I have to dispense the pearls elsewhere. It’s not unexpected – I knew everything myself … Continue reading Ten Things I Know To Be True
I’m not a music snob, any more than I’m a literature snob. I’ve never seen much reason to exclude anything simply because of a category. I dislike things based on individual metrics, not by its inclusion in a genre. Many people don’t understand about personalizing their dislikes; they’re willing to hate across categories instead. I’ve a friend who rejects all country music as a matter … Continue reading I Always Have Music
*trigger warning, discussion of self-harm, attempted suicide Fine Forearms I used to tell people that the thing I liked most about myself was my forearms. It’s true. They’re aesthetically very pleasing. They’re symmetrical, which is a win on the human approval scale right off the hop. We’re wired to like symmetry. I suspect that’s one of the reasons my nerve-damaged chin bothers me so much … Continue reading It’s Good To Like Yourself, Actually.
What’s one small improvement you can make in your life? I spent a lot of time outside as a child and teenager. Timing has a lot to do with that: I’m Generation X, and we didn’t have much in the way of indoor temptations. Pong only holds the attention for so long. Twelve channels if you had cable. We did not. I’d play outside with … Continue reading Nature makes things better.
From Famine to Feast. 