Column: Clutter
A few months back, I decided to start minimizing. The more clutter I had in my life, I figured, the longer my friends would have to endure my increasingly weary ruminations on stress and work and the complexities of life and love and other junk.
“Simplify, simplify,” one famous author said (it was Tom Clancy, I […]
Column: “The cups did what?”
It was upon asking around the fifth or sixth bewildered patron that I began to panic.
“Uh, I have no idea what you’re talking about,” one of them said.
In response, I cursed, hit something, then moved on to the next person I knew ultimately wouldn’t be able to help me.
Dog-sitting: A Saga in Two Parts (But One Here)
For my newspaper column, I, predictably, wrote about my misadventures in dog-sitting. Why? Because it was the best thing I had going in my life at the time. Kind of sad, sure, but also refreshingly honest. I’ve combined the two columns after the jump, because I want you to be able to experience this heavy-shit […]
Column: Dreams
I don’t dream.
And before we go any further, let it be known that I’m not talking about aspirations, here. (Though that’s also applicable at this point in my life.)
Column: Commitment
At this point in my life, I fear the same exact thing every other 25-year-old male on the planet fears: Big, flying cockroaches.
But I won’t get into that today, so let’s talk about commitment.