I run out of ideas a lot. No, that's not really true. I have multiple notebooks of topics that I could write about. It's more a matter of sitting down and working on it. Motivation. Time. Energy. Procrastination. Anyway, I write down these ideas and then stick them in this gray notebook I have stuffed … Continue reading Words of the Week…From Three Years Ago
Author's Note: Late last year, I entered a short story contest put on by NYC Midnight. The first round was in January with the results coming out on April 1. We were given a genre, character, and setting that had to be incorporated into a short story of 2500 words or less. We were given … Continue reading Arlo, From Pomona
Growing up, my mom would constantly get upset with me because I wouldn't use a napkin to wipe my hands while we were eating. Instead, I would just wipe my hands on my pants or whatever article of clothing was most convenient. I really didn't understand what the problem was. My pants arguably worked better … Continue reading Bad Habits
Last weekend, my daughter watched The Mitchells vs The Machines at our neighbors' house. The next morning, before she'd even had breakfast, she turned it on so I could watch it with her. I'm glad she did. It was really funny.
That said, there was a running gag in the movie about possums with stereotypical (and incorrect) ideas about them attacking people and carrying rabies. I'm not exactly an animal rights activist, but I do have to say that possums get a bad rap much of the time.
I was asked recently about my favorite work of art and why it is my favorite. This one stumped me for a bit. If what they meant by "art" is painting, sculpture, and other such works, I don't really have a favorite. I went to the art museum with a friend once. That, for me, was an expensive way to realize that "art" in the traditional sense is not my thing.
I sometimes get stuck in a rut and don't know what to write about.
Actually, that happens pretty regularly.
When I was little, I remember my older brother was a fan of The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy. That, in and of itself, wasn't particularly memorable. What I remember most was the pin he had that said "Don't Panic!"
As soon as I was old enough to drive, I started going to the movies whenever I could. I still have all of the ticket stubs from the movies I watched my senior year in high school and my freshman year in college. I don't know why. I just do.When I got older, married, and … Continue reading Movies
Like any decent pre-Internet teenage boy, I got hooked on comic books when I was in junior high. By hooked, I mean I would spend my entire $20 allowance on comics without thinking twice. I very carefully read every word before placing them delicately into a plastic cover with a cardboard backing and putting them … Continue reading Superheroes
Football was one of the big selling points of the University of Texas when I was trying to pick the college I wanted to go to when I graduated from high school. I know this sounds really superficial and probably a little stupid, but it was all I had. Neither of my parents went to … Continue reading Football
Reflections Of A Middle Aged Nobody 