It’s been a long time since I featured a post on the Puppyhood tag. A long time. Like…over a year, apparently. But I wanted to take a moment for anyone who really enjoyed keeping up with that content or is in general just sort of curious as to how my fur son has been doing. (more…)
I wanted to pop over and provide to you an update on what has been going on in my life and why, largely, I’ve been rather absent for the past month. (more…)
It was at some point during middle school that I got really into the idea of webcomics. It wasn’t the fact that the ones I frequented were all that incredible but rather the idea that someone, anyone, me for instance, could, with any level of artistic ability, create a comic and publish it online that pulled me in completely. (more…)
I’ve managed on this blog to remain fairly noncommittal when it comes to posts about my “favorite” this and “the best” that. If my television show four part series that I wrapped up recently is any indication, I find it difficult sometimes to definitively say, “This is the best” whatever “and I love it SO MUCH,” in the more than likely event that I remember something I liked even more (illustrated by the fact that the series was designed to include 20 television programs and ended with 22).
But not this time! Roused by the release of the Nintendo Switch and my digging back through my old game collection, I am making a definitive “These are my top video games of all time” list. I will openly admit that I have played video games for a very long time and if I let it, this list may go on forever, but I will do my best here to narrow down (and order!) the list so as to do justice to some of the best titles I’ve had the pleasure of playing.
As the title suggests, we’ll be doing this similarly to the way I did the TV series: four parts, five entries in each part, the difference being that they will be ordered, beginning at 20, and we will NOT do any more than that! I am setting myself to a standard here. I need to do better. Without further ado, here we go! (more…)
There was a month or two period there before quitting my job as a barista where I genuinely didn’t like what I did. I was frustrated with the people I interacted with daily, the management was in a strange and unsettled place, and Abbie and I both were looking, actively, had been looking, actively, for something to help us pay the bills come our marriage; neither of us had been successful in that yet. When I put in my notice and was prepared to leave for good, it was a freeing feeling. Knowing that I would be moving on to something better, knowing that the dead end I’d felt as though I was running into would soon be behind me and something better for me, better for Abbie, better for our marriage would be waiting ahead, made me feel as though I was finally getting my head around this whole “adult” thing.
But it didn’t last. (more…)
I like to believe myself to be a student. When I was younger, I was convinced that given the opportunity I would have stayed in school for decades, dissecting the inner workings of the English language, mathematical equations, cultural customs, the human mind, and the secrets of the universe we live in. But I never did. Much of that dream came from a natural thirst I’ve always had to learn, but approaching the three-year anniversary of my having finished college, I’ve done little more than dabble with the idea of returning back to school.
I keep learning though. (more…)
When I began 2016, I made a list of resolutions for the year and at the beginning of that list, I painted a picture. In the word picture I painted I made note to the fact that age 23 (2015) had been tough for me to be proud of. Nothing horrible had occurred but I didn’t feel pride at what I had accomplished. I was more or less in the same place I’d started and, in my mind, had failed in a number of the pursuits I’d undertaken–career-wise, creatively, etc. and what have you. And though I was being hard on myself, though I wasn’t being entirely fair, I felt like 2016 was an opportunity for me to make some constructive changes, ones that would set me to grow up, get married, and take steps into my adult life. I did a decent job at the modest goals I set and I imagine that this year I’ll do even better.
2017, as my mother-in-law likes to say, “is going to bust wide open”–and I’m inclined to believe her. (more…)