Mar 132015
 

I’ve had some long days this week trying to compensate for winter weather absences, so I’m particularly happy to have The Martian as the only item on my to-do list for the next 14 or so hours. Finish a riveting book, and then sleep in? I’ll take it. Awesome. Listen to our broadcast Sunday night. Then come mix it up on the blog with us.

(I also have an Arsenic & Old Spice coming out at Rocket City Mom tomorrow morning. It’s a big weekend for Bo Williams on the series of tubes.)

Enjoy yours. Sunday looks pretty.

 Posted by at 8:17 pm
Jan 132015
 

I see people I’ve known for decades throw all the levers to full reverse in an effort to send their lives in some radically different direction—with their families, with their careers, with anything they can change (or think they can change). (I’d actually dearly love to know what one is thinking, but she and I haven’t been in regular touch in several years, and it looks really silly from the outside, and I doubt she’d receive a WTF? call from me favorably.)

I know I’m blessed. Lea and I have been together for 20 years, and in May will have been married for 18. I love our church dearly. I’m making a living in the same close family of fields I decided I wanted to go into in 1991. My sole large regret is that I smoked cigarettes, and my only (mildly) wistful tug is that I wish I’d gone away to college.

I spend essentially no time agitating about what might have been.

How much of that is that really good things have happened to me?

How much of it is that I’ve consciously chosen not to manufacture discontent?

 Posted by at 8:39 pm
Nov 262014
 

Paula Poundstone had a great bit about naps. Basically she said they were an indicator of adulthood. When you wanted one instead of resented one, you were a grown-up. I’ll buy that. I remember my mandated naps from childhood. I went to sleep maybe once every fifteen or twenty naps. Most of the time I […]

 Posted by at 10:11 pm

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