So another morning. I’ve been resisting doing the morning pages, and I’ve been kind of grouchy lately, which means it’s probably something I really should do. In fact, I probably really should do these pages by hand, like the book says, but this is better than nothing. Here I am. Trying to find something to say. I know I want a job. I’m not sure ( Read more... )

Stolen from bethie8888.

1. WITNESS PROTECTION NAME: (mother's & father's middle names)

Michael Barbara

2. NASCAR NAME: (first name of your mother's dad, father's dad)

Robert Michael (or Bobby Michael?)

3. STAR WARS NAME: (the first 2 letters of your last name, first 4 letters of your first name)

Kojam (sounds like toe jam. I guess it can be pronounced ko ( Read more... )

So I was waxing philosophical the other day, I tend to do that when I don’t have enough chores to do, or when I’m avoiding them, but I digress.  And maybe I’m leading into this little essay with the wrong tone, after all, my introduction is a tad light, and the subject is anything but, so I’ll just dive in.

Maybe about a week ago, or so, I read an ( Read more... )

Another morning. I don’t feel like I have much to say, but I’ll try to get it out anyway. Maybe I should wait until coffee time. I could make my own pot, in fact, I should make my own pot, but I don’t want to. I want to go out for coffee. I like going out for coffee. Is the economy that bad? The last time I remember it being bad was after September ( Read more... )

I wrote the other morning about feeling like a new man. It’s true that I do in fact feel like a new man. The whole experience I’ve written about make me want to write a book, Memoirs of a Groom. If it was good enough, I’d probably get on Oprah as that charming guy that “tells the truth” but in a way that women can digest it. Because I am sensitive ( Read more... )

I’m no wise old timer who had seen more time roll by his face than a grandfather clock sitting in the main hall of an old money summer home in the Hamptons. No, I can’t say that. But I can say that this isn’t my first rodeo. So when I say, that it isn’t often that someone wakes up in the morning, and feels like a new man, woman, person of any ( Read more... )

 
Yeah, it’s another early morning is Sacramento.  I do really love it here.  And I do feel like Lesley and I could build a life here together in the community, become involved.  Really feel like we are and want to be a part of something greater than ourselves.  I’m not sure how or what really, but it’s a feeling.  We like it here.  Conversely, ( Read more... )

 
I think I really enjoy the benefits of juicing.  I don’t want to sound like a weirdo, but seriously, I feel great when I juice vegetables and fruits.  Maybe I’m seriously deficient in various vitamins and minerals so when I get this huge rush, it just comes out of no where.  Maybe I am allergic to gluten or wheat, and don’t actually get enough ( Read more... )

My friends, Josh and Emily, are a married couple that I’ve known since high school.  They weren’t married then, but were dating.  They now have two children, Max, 4, and Sabine, 2.  Max and Sabine are also old enough to know who I am and by name.  More background information: Trent, Josh’s brother, was married last October.  Trent and his wife, Bri ( Read more... )

 
You know, I love coffee.  I love coffee, beer, and wine.  These are the beverages that I consider the nectar of life.  I love it when I have beverages from these three categories that taste wonderful, and become irate when I get a shitty version of any of these, especially when I pay for it.

This morning, I awoke a 4:45 am with no coffee beans in ( Read more... )