When you leave loose threads of fabric around you’re bound to run into problems. I was reminded of this during a recent work trip when I noticed a long green thread dangling from the end of the front of my shirt. Seeking to present the most professional appearance possible I tugged on the thread. This
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When you consider the distance humans have put between the caves we once lived in to the cities of concrete and metal skyscrapers, it would be easy to say we’ve come a long way. The sheer number of advancements in the physical sciences have brought us into an age where so much is possible. Yet
Plaster is a sticky substance. I found this out years ago when I worked as a security installer. It was the first time I’d ever been a field technician and had to repair walls. I started in the residential side of the business, making sure homes were protected against break ins and giving the elderly
Today is a magical day. One part my magic, and one part hers. It’s also made up of all the magic our friends and family bring to this day, because a wedding like this will include so many wonderful moments no one can foresee. For that I am eternally grateful. I would rather life and
Last night I did something I haven’t done in years. I stepped inside a batting cage and took some healthy cuts with a bat at a local family fun place. I played a lot of baseball as a kid, either with my brother and our mutual childhood friend Matt, or during organized softball. My parents
I think the first time felt the true pang of jealousy was in high school. I’ve no doubt I’d felt it before, but the burn of real jealousy takes a desire so powerful that it overwhelms the senses. To be clear this isn’t envy, which is far different when you examine what they both are.
That word. Father. I’ve said it and heard it said to me. It’s a unique amalgamation of respect and responsibility. Steeped in legend and filled with embedded images all wrapped up into a collection of syllables. The weight it carries can only be experienced – and only by those who choose to walk the perilous
Long before I dedicated myself to any singular passion, before I became enthralled with travel and seeing new locations, even before I rolled dice in my first D&D game, I was my mother’s son. When my brother and I were younger, I spent countless hours underfoot and near skirt learning what I could from her.
When you build a house, or any structure, before you push aside the dirt and level the land, you have to sit down and create blueprint. The blueprint is where you pour your ideas out from the inner workings of your brain and onto paper. You’ll use paper – this part is important –