I never knew the four horsemen of the apocalypse would be a gaggle of teenage girls riding the bus from North Cambridge into Harvard station. These girls were being obnoxiously loud as teenagers are wont to do. It was the topic of their loud discussion that left me depressed and realizing that our society is … Continue reading Doomed…
Month: April 2009
Transcript of conversation between my Dad and me:
Dad: Hello? Me: It's me. Dad: I got your letter... Me: and... Dad: As the British say, "it's not my cup of tea," but that doesn't matter. I still love you. To be honest, when I saw the thick envelope, I thought you were writing to tell me you had failed out of Harvard. I … Continue reading Transcript of conversation between my Dad and me:
Transcript of message left on voice mail:
Dad: I got your letter; give me a call...
Time to write a letter home…
I had planned on coming out to my father during my visit to Houston last week; I chickened out. I spent a good portion of today working on letters to send to him, my mother, and my sister. I know a letter sounds rather chickenshit, but I know I lack the courage to initiate this … Continue reading Time to write a letter home…
HATE
Sometimes I get so angry I just can't see straight! I apologize in advance, but I am unable to think logically at this moment. My story begins like this... I was a company commander in Germany. I had returned from my first tour in Iraq. My wife had just left me because she thought she … Continue reading HATE
Double entry bookkeeping
There was a time when I hated going to bed because it meant the next morning would only come sooner. I could barely handle the troubles of one day and nearly became mentally incapacitated just thinking about the new problems the morning would bring. I started to fixate on all the things I had screwed … Continue reading Double entry bookkeeping
OMFG!
If you saw my previous post, then you know today was not a great day. I am not sure why it went sour, it just ended up being a miserable day. I woke up early, fixed myself breakfast, even packed a lunch. When I left my tiny living space, I felt reasonably content and proud … Continue reading OMFG!
I shouldn’t complain so much…
...but inconsiderate people really annoy me. Being a frequent passenger on public transportation, I get to see a lot of inconsiderate people. Last week when I was coming back from an art class in Jamaica Plain (southwest Boston) I saw a memorable instance of a person being inconsiderate of others. I am very aware of … Continue reading I shouldn’t complain so much…
16 Things
1. I grew up thinking I was the dumb one in my family. My older brother was considered the gifted one. A lot of people were afraid I had consumed too many paint chips or something to that effect. 2. I'm a screw up. I seem to only really learn the lessons taught at the … Continue reading 16 Things
Let loose the dogs of war…
I swear to God, the woman was barking. I desperately wanted to look directly at her to confirm with my eyes what my ears told me was going on; instead I averted my glance out the salt encrusted window. I would love to claim that my superior manners prevented me from staring. However, I know … Continue reading Let loose the dogs of war…