Poem: Headbutt

If it seems unsolvable,

You could always just bang,

Your head,

Against the problem, Continue reading

You Can Buy Potatoes for How Much?!

I tend to not get too political here on my blog, but, after a random trip to the grocery store, I came upon something a little shocking, and I wanted to get a rant in on it.

Mashed potatoes are too cheap.

I was looking at shelves of little, pre-made things of mashed potatoes, of flavored varieties, and then I saw a box for $2.

It makes 36 servings.

36 fucking servings. Continue reading

Focus More

The difference between listening to a video and listening to music is staggering. Perhaps not great for my health, but my media intake is pretty steady, and I do a lot of it while I am mid other tasks. It’s the only way I could keep up with all the media that I like and that I need to see as a professional critic (among many other internet jobs I have) but, recently, I have been getting into some intensely mentally active activities. Continue reading

I Want To Do More

It’s not that I am not productive and active and such in my life. Not as though I fail to have meaningful contributions. I’d like to think I lead an existence that’s not particularly slothful—but my own ability to do as much as I would want in any given day bugs me to no end.

For instance, sure, you know of the one book I’ve written—I’d hope—but I’ve actually written somewhere in the ballpark of 20-25 novels/novellas in just two years’ time. But my editing skills and my speed at it are so slow, and I can’t seem to get a good schedule going, that there’s only one book you know about right now. Continue reading

The Law of Inconvenient Timing

Over time, I’ve noticed that the universe seems to follow a few oddly consistent rules. Stuff that’s just ironic and weird and silly. Now, a lot of this is certainly just a coincidence, but it’s still something fun I wanted to explore. Ever notice how it never seems to rain on the day that you explicitly plan to have an umbrella on your person? Yeah, this is going to be one of those.

And today’s law of the universe is the “Law of Inconvenient Timing.” Continue reading

Advice for Young People

I don’t think I’m old enough to be giving this advice, but Tuesday, while getting some coffee for myself at a chain store I’m not going to specify, I randomly talked to a 16-year-old who was working there. He asked me a few questions, once he learned I recently moved out, and it was a really nice conversation—dude was super respectful—and I ended up giving him some life advice.

Which made me think, hey, may as well share a longer version of what I told him. Continue reading

The Value of the Routine

As expected, my routines took a hit. I used to lift weights; I used to have a pretty standard set of actions. But adult life makes it harder, made it harder, continues to make it difficult, the action of keeping a pattern. I’m not so much a creature of habit, and I’m certainly not one to keep to schedules, but I did have a routine to some degree. A pattern of timing that worked. And made me feel like I knew what my day might be like, or at least not feel a constant state of disrupted confusion. Continue reading

Moving Days

Hello everyone. I can’t assume that every single post I’ve written you’ve read, so I must reiterate that I am fairly young. Early to mid-twenties over here. So, really, I’m late to the party—but, here’s the update: I’m moving in with my girlfriend. Continue reading

I Really Need To Remember To Eat

Clarification, before you all get too worried, I am not suffering from any disease, nor an eating disorder, and I totally have the financial means to acquire a suitable amount of food…I just…forget to eat sometimes.

Like, it’s not something I mean to do—I love food and eating—I just get wrapped up in what I am doing and not notice that I could eat my weight in meat if I felt like it. Continue reading

Learning Not To Worry So Much

I’m a worrywart. Not anxious so much as just very aware of my surroundings—and I’ve seen too many people spill their drinks. A long time ago, I developed this habit of sneakily handling things. I’ll subtly move objects away from the edge, adjust plugs so that they can’t short out, and quietly circumvent stuff that might cause people to get mad at each other.

As many times ranted, I know my way around chaos, and I know how it seems to work, so, if not me, then who else is going to do subtle acts to keep that chaos from hurting people, from ruining days?

But that doesn’t mean I don’t mess up in other ways. Continue reading

A Quick Nod To Friendly People

I walk around my neighborhood, yes, and I’ve talked about that—but I don’t think I’ve mentioned how many friends I made doing that. I’m known, now, and people stop to talk to me—they learned my name, they ask how I’m doing. It’s wonderful, and, as an ode to them, and to people all over, let me take a few paragraphs to thank anyone, and everyone, who is kind, who is nice, who stops to properly ask how someone is truly doing. Continue reading