New Year

New Year

I started this New Year off on a low note: I almost died. It wasn’t an adventurous death either, caused by some last minute attempt to live life to the fullest that I keep on meaning to do the other 364 days of the year. Nor was it a surprise blast from a car, or...
My Parents Have Bruises On Their Hands

My Parents Have Bruises On Their Hands

The statement itself seems to beg an interesting story, likely about a fight.  To clear it up immediately, it’s not a statement about abuse. I think my father might have spanked me once as an adolescent, and if it meant that much to him, I likely earned it. In a...
Religious Southpaw

Religious Southpaw

  Orthodoxy is fascinating to me. Really because of how confusing is the meaning. At its core, orthodoxy is an adherence to rules, or perhaps even an inability to break them. Someone who knows the particular mores of a system so well, and abides by them, in a...
For Arguments Sake

For Arguments Sake

Ain’t no secret, I loves me some arugin’.   I also love a good story. So, here’s a little bit of both.   My favorite topic to argue is religion and I do it as often as I can. Since I was about 14 or 15, I have more than less been an agnostic (I’ll veer into...
NSA Outrage

NSA Outrage

  Where’s the outrage? The news media is atwitter with the revelation that the NSA is keeping tabs on all us honest hard-working Americans. And, to hear them tell it, it’s a political shit storm of umbrage. Americans are furious that their elected leaders would...