Journal

No. 709 / Last Chance, Guillermo

I would’ve given any­thing to be a jazz pianist Har­vey, played by Dustin Hoff­man. I don’t want to be in that posi­tion, but it feels like I’m get­ting closer and closer to mak­ing that my real­ity every­day. I’m the aspir­ing writer that spends most of his time in front of a com­puter…
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No. 669 / My Goodness

Checked the home page after my last post and noticed the “666” brazenly dis­played there. Had to do SOMETHING about that, didn’t I? How about a dose of awe­some: John Coltrane, My Favorite Things

No. 666 / Delinquency!

I know, dude. I screwed up this week. Expect sev­eral posts through­out the day. What — you may be won­der­ing — are the types of things that keep me from post­ing? First of all, my son was sick. Not just with a cold, either — he had some issues breath­ing. So, as you can imag­ine, that took up lots…
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No. 664 / nasty stuff

Nobody warns you. They don’t even hint at it. But you will deal with lots of excre­ment and vomit as a par­ent. Lots. Think about how much you might have to deal with, then mul­ti­ply that num­ber by 10, then square that new num­ber and add a mil­lion to it.

No. 657 / Motive

I missed a day, but that’s alright… right? Every first Sat­ur­day of the month, the men at my church have break­fast together. We eat, we wor­ship God, we lis­ten, we dis­cuss, we pray. It’s always edi­fy­ing. We talk about things that peo­ple think Chris­tians don’t talk about, and we honor each…
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No. 648 / NaPoWriMo

Those of you who are cool enough to not pay atten­tion to this sort of fool­ish­ness prob­a­bly don’t know that Novem­ber is also known as NaNoW­riMo or National Novel Writ­ing Month. You essen­tially spend the entire month writ­ing a ter­ri­ble novel, and ulti­mately glean invalu­able infor­ma­tion about your­self, your cre­ative process…
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