Well, not you, kids. I know I often call you “kids.” But today I mean my facial hairs; aka neck-sprouts; aka my-stache support system. My beard is gone. And I better learn how to face it. It’s a weird time to be beardless. At least two dudes1 with blogs of the highest repute — 12minds [...]
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here’s looking at you, kids
Posted in homelife, not a boy yet not a man, out and about, shamery, tagged Hall & Oates, Home Improvement, i can no longer ask you to pet my Chia, Movember, my face is like an episode of Northern Exposure, to beard or not to beard on November 2, 2009 | 29 Comments »
old men say the darndest things
Posted in DC, homelife on October 14, 2009 | 19 Comments »
In your readers, there is a post about a neighbor of mine. The post is a lighthearted joke about him finding a lady to spend some time with. I wrote it Monday, a few days after having invited him into our home for a drink for the first time, after we had been talking, and [...]
hustle me twice and i’m the fool
Posted in homelife on October 8, 2009 | 19 Comments »
I’m not entirely sure what a gift horse is. I know I don’t consider myself one. But I still don’t like being looked in the mouth. There’s this local neighboarish guy in our little neck of the hood.1 When we were checking out the now-not-so-new place early this summer, the current tenant said there was [...]
missionary position paper
Posted in fireside chat, homelife, tagged missionary, religion on September 29, 2009 | 20 Comments »
I am neither lost nor at a loss. I am not misled or misplaced. I am not stranded with “S.O.S.” tattooed on my forehead. Yet, there you are, at my front door, Bible in hand, with a duty to sell, ready to save my soul. And here I am, wishing for the death of a [...]
twentysomething
Posted in fireside chat, homelife, journal on September 14, 2009 | 16 Comments »
Allegedly, I’m there. You know, there, right? That place on the American life’s timeline where engagements and real estate purchases make their appearances; the one where your parents do a stellar job of “subtly” remarking on the preciousness of grandchildren; the place where you either start watching Rogaine commercials more closely or start waxing your [...]
it wasn’t supposed to be like this
Posted in homelife, movie on August 31, 2009 | 15 Comments »
You were supposed to be my One. We gotta get back to the start. I remember how it all began: me with a computer, but no TV in my bedroom, and you with a seemingly endless array of movie and TV titles on DVD. You had my heart, Netflix. Somewhere along the line, though, I [...]
just might be an ADDiction
Posted in homelife, journal, tv, video, tagged a breather (ironically) on August 18, 2009 | 18 Comments »
I need another project. Got anything for me? Just a little to get me through. Not much; just enough to get from now to tomorrow. I gotta stay one jump ahead of the breadline; one swing ahead of the sword. I am so the guy who wants to be keyed in most of the time. [...]
by ExtenZion
Posted in homelife, out and about, tagged still making that pipe dreams joke on August 10, 2009 | 18 Comments »
On Saturday morning, I’m at the gas station. I don’t have a car, though. It’s the closest place that sells Gatorade and we have a hankering for some lemon lime-flavored electrolytes. I ask the attendant behind the glass — yep; it’s that kind of place — for the beverage of champions. He goes to get [...]
return another little piece of my heart
Posted in homelife, tagged find the Roots lyrics and win awesome points which can later be traded in for prizes, hey Billie you're so fine -- you're so fine you blow my mind on August 5, 2009 | 15 Comments »
It’s not often that I am truly surprised by great news. I’m not the kind of person who wins things based on luck/fortune or who actually gets an umbrella full of pennies from heaven when he walks with one upside-down.¹ It’s not that I’m Eeyore or anything. It’s just that I usually see great news [...]
when i was a Bugle Boy
Posted in evolution, homelife, i too was a teenager, i'm so Kool you're so Gang, not a boy yet not a man, photo, shamery on July 15, 2009 | 25 Comments »
Note to criminals, creeps and their sympathizers: this post involves identifying info you could’ve found anyway by clicking on the “Contact” tab above and finding me on Facebook or Twitter. That said, if you get any stupid ideas, you’d be surprised how easy it is to find you. _________ I used to be a Bugle [...]
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