I just returned from a morning trip to Cleveland Metro’s burn unit, where an attractive nurse-type figure redressed the upper-second-degree burns on my left hand. “At least the basket of puppies is okay.” Something tells me she wasn’t going to fall for that line. And let’s be honest: neither are you. I can claim no … Continue reading “Fire Prevention Week”
I just do not have tolerance for it anymore. It could be that time has eroded my patience or altered my perspective or simply made me angrier, I don’t know; but I can feel within me that silent objection is no objection at all and instead stinks outwardly of implied condonation. And I’m not okay … Continue reading “Intolerance”
What are yours? How long have you had them? When was the last time you gave them an honest reassessment? I wonder how faithfully the priorities upon which the average person acts reflect what he or she actually wants in life. I think it’s tempting to simply adopt a set of priorities and use them … Continue reading “Priorities”
On my drive home today, I was scanning the airwaves and stumbled upon “Hollaback Girl” by Gwen Stefani. I’m not a huge fan of the song so I continued searching stations, but it got me thinking: what was the meaning of these lyrics? If you’re not a “hollaback girl,” as Gwen so craftily phrases it, … Continue reading “Holla Back”
Once in a while I am presented with empirical evidence that suggests, at least to a degree, I must be maturing. I know, I know…I think it’s strange, too. Last week I was at Fitworks in Rocky River performing the mindless exercises that remind me of my mediocre physical condition. In the middle of four … Continue reading “Restraint”
A half marathon, that is. And I use the term “running” loosely because for me it was more like shuffling. Or maybe plodding. I partook in such an event in Cleveland this past May after implementing an innovative training method. The crux of this method: run the distance of the half marathon (13.1 miles) in … Continue reading “When You Have No Business Running”
When life throws you the proverbial curve, there’s nothing wrong with taking a pitch…or two. Sometimes I feel as if I always swing.
Yeah, yeah. So anyone who knows me is going to chuckle at the thought of me writing about initiative, but hear me out. I will be the first to admit there are plenty of individuals out there more driven than me; I’m okay with that. But consider this: perhaps my fleeting encounters with initiative provide … Continue reading “Initiative”
I just can’t get into her. Hillary, I mean. I think much of my sentiment can be summed up by events during a recent visit to my folks’ place on the east side of town. I was spending the night and, as is often customary when doing so, headed downstairs to watch some T.V. with … Continue reading “About Hillary (Oh, Alright…and Obama)”
Today I woke up and got ready for work. I drove my compact car from my suburban home to the office. I worked in my cubicle on the computer until lunch. I ate a sandwich and vegetables for lunch. I worked in my cubicle until it was time to go home. I came home and … Continue reading “Blog Entry”