I always thought there would be this moment in life where I had it all together. The stars would align, Mufasa would magically materialize from the stars - as he does only in the most significant of moments - and I would be bestowed with the title of Adult: Knower of Things Related to Life... Continue Reading →
I have always wanted a hammock; I’m not even sure why. There’s no dramatic moment in my life that put the deep-seeded desire to possess one deep within my lazy heart. It’s not like all the kids growing up had one. I grew up in Alaska, so hammocks were not exactly part of the everyday... Continue Reading →
The truest thing I’ve ever heard came from the least likely of sources. Being a teacher you might expect the source was a pre-pubescent junior higher. But you would be wrong. It could have been from a brilliant self-help guru who frequents late night infomercials. And let me just say, late night infomercial self-help gurus... Continue Reading →
Here we are in one of the most magical months of the twelve month cycle. It’s a season of pumpkin pie consumption, alluring red coffee sleeves from Starbucks, and being thankful for gluttony. But more than any of these reasons (Because I’m American, and am therefore allowed to arbitrarily rank things however I wish) is that we get to enjoy the preferred nut of cultured men everywhere, the mustaccio.
A brief walk through history is all one need take to see the warmth of the mustache fire which men are inexplicably drawn to. It is a transcender of race and culture, bringing people together across borders and even oceans. Just look at photos of the Big Three from World War II – Stalin, FDR, and Churchill. Of the three of them, who looks the most comfortable and friendly? Stalin. Would we make a deal with an angry communist? I think…
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Staring a conversation with a complete stranger is difficult work. That's why speed dating was once popular, and online dating is such a hit. Instead of having to go on a blind date (which, outside of staving off nuclear war in the 60's, is about the most uncomfortable and difficult thing ever), through the magical power of the... Continue Reading →
Once there was an old man who lived in a tiny village. Although poor, he was envied by all, for he owned a beautiful white horse. Even the king coveted his treasure. A horse like this had never been seen before – such was its splendor, its majesty, its strength. People offered fabulous prices for... Continue Reading →
Some days life is a mystery. A Rubik cube of experiences. A series of sounds, colors, sights, peanut butter sandwiches, and moments of grandeur and desperation. A conundrum, mixed with a dash of euphoria, wrapped in a warm layer of “I should've seen that one coming.” Then I eat some delicious dark chocolate truffles, and... Continue Reading →
My CWI class just started up their own blog. Check them out and join in the convo!
Life is hard. But fortunately finding answers to some of life's most difficult questions is just a thumb-type away. With the advent of technology, now I have a steady stream of information coming at me every split second, on the split second. Sure the information is varied, but obviously necessary – from Bieber’s new makeup style,... Continue Reading →