Success is failure. Ever feel like a failure? Ever look around at friends or family and think, “So-and-so has it going on and look at me?” Ever look at someone’s happy selfies and family photos on Facebook or Instagram and feel like an utter, unmitigated, complete failure? No? Me neither. (I will stop lying if…
Category: advice
Hey, Kids. History matters!
A football genius took me to task the other day for being a fan of the Dallas Cowboys, who, as my tormentor pointed out, “Suck, man.” I gently reminded the pigskin peanut brain that the Cowboys have made eight Super Bowl appearances and have won five Lombardi trophies. The predictably tired and irretrievably ignorant retort was (of…
Clubbin’ with the Cavemen (A word to girls about the nature of the hunter)
I was listening to smooth, dulcet tones of Norah Jones this morning when a song titled “Soon the New Day” came on. It is a collaboration with rapper Talib Kewli and has a nice vibe to it. It also has a stark, sobering message, if you really listen to it. Listen up, girls. I am…
My 2014 New Year’s Revolution
Acknowledgement: I want to thank the genius of the AT&T commercial series with the guy interviewing kids for the inspiration behind this genius move. Whereas, The world has too long been plagued by the burden of the New Year’s resolution; And Whereas Said resolutions are always made with the best of intentions and the highest…
The Pessimist’s Version of the Old Adage
Have you ever been peppered by the well-meaning “old adage” as a means of getting you out of the mulligrubs? Maybe you are enjoying your mulligrubs. Maybe you don’t want to be cheered just yet. Maybe there is a cathartic element to grumpiness that some eternally annoying optimists will never understand. So, I reworked some…
12-Step Program for Making the Most of 2012
Smell that? It’s the freshy fresh freshness of a brand new year. Happy New Year, everyone! I don’t know about you, but I always approach a brand new year with the nervousness of a kid opening his “big” present on Christmas morning. You know what I mean, right? That kid braces himself for disappointment, just…
The Greybeard Chronicles| Christmas, 2011: Too Soon Past
Seven months and counting. That is how long I have been away from home now, working in Mobile, Alabama, doing my thing— or, what passes for “my thing” until I can really do my thing. I came in May and now it is almost January. I would ask where the time went, but a quick…