When I last left this blog, I was in the middle of Atheism for Lent, bleeding my thoughts onto the digital page as I processed everything I was reading, watching, listening to. I remember feeling as though I were in a good place in life. My writing was going well; we had recently gotten our …
So. Here’s the two-hour fireside tale in a two-minute summary: I was raised in and spent most of my adult life committed to a conservative Christian denomination. Outwardly, I always seemed fully committed to all of the faith practices the denomination taught; but inwardly, I was on a journey of questioning, doubting, experimenting, discarding, deconstructing, …
i have set you a place at my tablecome now, sitdon’t be shywe both know i’m quit of ignoring you you shudder with terrible lifeyour shackles clink and rattlethrow them offsee?i don’t tighten them anymore drag yourself across that lightless spacethrough the muck and the squalor i imposedcreep slink slither stompup the stairs i splintered …
First off, you know that feeling when you get an inner urge to revamp your blog but when you go to do it you find that you’ve forgotten your password and when you click “forgot password” WordPress decides heyyo we’re not gonna send you one so you end up locked out of your blog whilst …
My reading goal for 2019 was to equal or exceed my number of Books Read in 2018. I didn’t make the goal.But that’s okay.Because that’s just how life flows sometimes.Forward.Backward.Sideways.Pooling on the ground.Dripping through the cracks.Flowing up. And I flow with it. * = extra memorable and/or illuminating** = the author has been spying on …
Via @MrSteveProctor on Twitter:
“Penn Square (Mall in Oklahoma City) used to be an open shopping center. Santa arrived each year via helicopter, climbing down a rope ladder. (In) 1963, Santa’s pants fell off while he was still in midair. It was the best thing ever.”
Pantsless Claus.
Courtesy of Alexa, I have just revisited a vivid childhood memory that I think I have avoided for what might be decades. I grew up listening to holiday mixtapes that my parents recorded in the early ’70s, late 70s, early 80s. These were the “classic” holiday faves via Bing Crosby, Brenda Lee, John Denver, Nat …
So, I am currently in Twitter jail for unknown reasons. The lack of ability to spout my thoughts into the Void / Not-Quite-So-Void is driving me a little batty, so I’m actually blogging! GASP AND EGAD. Hopefully, since I can’t even tweet a link to this post, it will still reach someone out there in …
