Life is not sacred ( Read more... )

It's amazing how a two-hour conversation with three women over the age of 90 can make me remember how much I respect the generations of the past...and how disappointed I am in the squandered promise of my own ( Read more... )

Yuppies with convertibles and stereos that play whitewashed rap music loud enough to be heard two states over while sitting at the red light by my apartment past 2:00 in the morning are reason enough to convince me that it would be unwise to get a rifle with a scope, as I might very well be tempted to use it. 

Moving to a new apartment is always amusing.  It's more amusing when the apartment is in another state and very nearly in another time zone, and more amusing still when you've just changed your residency to that new state as well.  My home is now officially a small apartment whose bathroom didn't even have a rod for a shower curtain when I moved in ( Read more... )

It's been a while since a lot of things.  I've been busy, but perhaps not with anything really worth while.  It took me four years working--fighting, really--my way to the top to realize it, but I know now.  When your relationships with people are professional, when they look to you to be their leader and give them direction, they care for you only ( Read more... )

To most people, I'm a means to an end.  I'm the mechanism that performs a specific function, the wrench that sits in the tool box until you need to tighten the bolts on your bike, then I come out, get used briefly, get thrown back in the box until I'm needed again ( Read more... )