Those of you who have been around for a while may remember that back when I lived in Delaware I went on a miracle drug that helped me lose weight, put on muscle, gave me more energy, helped with my depression, and generally made my life better. I went off of it due to losing insurance and not being able to pay several hundred dollars a month for it ( Read more... )

I went to see a doctor for the first time in over a year yesterday. He was nice, he was helpful, and he was obsessed with making sure I didn't feel good about myself ( Read more... )

I recently addicted another person to a text-based fantasy game that I enjoy online called DSL (Dark and Shattered Lands). It's a fantasy game with a couple hundred dedicated players who log on at different times during the day. The population of the MUD runs from between 20 people on at one time, to a little over 100. It has a nice feel to it ( Read more... )

I don't know about you but I love grilled cheese sandwiches. My mom used to make them on special occasions for me and my four siblings, usually accompanied by some kind of soup. To this day a grilled cheese sandwich still feels like a special occasion, even though I can easily make one for myself any time I want one.

Sort of like baconA while back ( Read more... )

Mostly my days consist of being a father. Sometimes I'm a good dad and sometimes I'm a great dad. Either way I feel like an idiot at least five or six times a day and as I understand it that's perfectly normal. Or I'm a horrible person. I'm not sure ( Read more... )

I don't know how to tell this story, really, except to be very blunt. The only reason I am alive today is because I threw away my old life, walking away from it to move as far away as I could and almost die while walking through a desert ( Read more... )

Someone else would have stepped up if I hadn't. If nothing else, Laura was trained in the Heimlich maneuver and life-saving and would have jumped in. I just happened to notice it first when the woman at the table next to us started making horrible faces and that when her companion asked "are you okay?" she shook her head no and was unable to ( Read more... )

I watch the stats on my Father Fails blog rather closely and it makes me laugh when I notice an interesting trend. Like, for example, everyone loves it when I'm a horrible person.

Take, for example, yesterday's post: In Which I Am Probably Scarring Her For Life. With that title this quickly became the most viewed post I have put up to date. In one ( Read more... )

Most of you know that I spin fire poi. I have a fun time with it and really love doing it. Lately, I haven't actually been keeping up with my practice. I learned some basics and then let it fall by the wayside. I do that sometimes; I'd like to not do that when it's something that I absolutely love ( Read more... )

I could have and probably would have died if things had gone according to the plan I set up in my mind back in January. I'd have been on the road, quite possibly in the middle of nowhere, when my appendix went bad. It would have burst, the temporary relief (because it actually feels better for a while after it bursts, according to the doctor) would ( Read more... )