Husband. Father. Scientist. Writer. Braggart.
As you can see, I'm not a poet. I just liked these words, together. A NOTE ABOUT TIME It's October. It's December. It's May again? And I'm not sure of the year. Time and time and time. A nickel buys bread, but there is no medicine to stop … Continue reading A Note About Time
When I was a kid, I experienced something on a regular basis that I didn't have a name for. Now I know what it is, because I still struggle with it, and I've sought to surround myself with people who will help me to deal with it.
This chair belonged to my grandfather.
I don't know what else to say.
I had made it a stated, sworn, cross-my-heart promise to write and post more, worry less, etc, but . . . here we are.
The story of Abraham and Isaac from Genesis 22, where Abraham nearly sacrificed Isaac but was stopped at the last moment, is an powerful story of faith. However. . .
It's not untrue, as this blog did ALMOST hit a record number of views yesterday! However, that number was 76, which is admittedly low compared to other sites and blogs.
I saw an article headline that said, “A ton of people are experiencing issues with their iPhone.”
I know this falls well short of being a profound statement, but this is a strange time of the year.
We just booked our first cruise, and let me tell you the one thing I’ve learned about cruises so far: That per-person fee they quote you? You can toss that right into the ocean.
I feel like a little kid whose mom has sent him to the store to buy something he’s never heard of before.
Of course, I did not have social media when I was born (in the 70's, a number which is ancient to some, and is causing others to collectively roll their eyes), and therefore could not document the occasion, but I can imagine the type of thing I might’ve posted.
In 2007, Steve Jobs walked onto a stage in San Francisco, California and introduced us to a revolutionary device known as the iPhone.
I mean, political affiliations aside, you can’t make this stuff up.
We have a couple of parakeets (I can only assume we thought our house needed a few more funky odors)...
