There are times that I wish I could be addicted to something. While hanging out with the local chumps I hear the war stories of people that were an addict. There is nothing better than listening to someone recount an experience that led them through the streets of Philadelphia on a path of destruction to [...]
When living in an apartment it has generally been an acceptable practice to take out the garbage on time, pay the electric and gas bills on time, and generally be a good neighbor to all of your fellow homosapiens. Another general practice is to make sure that the children that you have bore both in [...]
21Sep09
Old Isn’t A Band-Aid For New
As I have gotten older and older there have been less and less on television that interests me to a point where I would call myself a “follower” of a particular television show. While watching some Saturday morning cartoons I ask myself: Were cartoons this horrible when I was watching them years ago? But after [...]
I usually make it a habit not to talk about classes that I am currently taking. It makes for some awkward situations. But there are times that I simply can’t resist (or, as it is with this case, have nothing else to write about). The first day that I started a particular class this semester [...]
19Sep09
Army of Crackheads
I began thinking the other day, “What would happen if the crackheads united and decided to declare war against all of us sober people?” This got me into delving a little deeper than I wanted to think (I actually should have been concerned with the shower I was taking). How many people out there are [...]
Most of the inspiration I get in writing comes from my own experiences, something that a friend has told me, or some crazy dream that I had a few nights prior. I tend to add a little flair in order to make the story sound more vibrant than it really was. But sometimes reminiscing on [...]
9Sep09
I Am Back
The inner writer inside of me has been dormant for many years now. While in college I wrote a couple of pieces that I would chuckle over, but nothing that will giving my ego something akin to a raging hard-on. I was a columnist for my university’s newspaper, eventually an executive editor without the title, [...]