Ah, the New Year. That magical time when people are determined to care about their health. At least for the next week or so. Then the gyms, which were so crowded with bright-eyed hopefuls with visions of chiseled abs dancing in their heads, will gradually empty out as lifetimes of poor habits reassert themselves. That … Continue reading How To Eat Your Weight In Cookies And Not Feel Guilty
The topic of talking shit as a preamble to a competitive effort has always been interesting to me. Perhaps because I’m so bad at it. I’m not very witty, so I’ve found it best to keep my mouth shut. Three hours later, I’m sure I’ll come up with a real zinger. Enter my scientific fascination … Continue reading Winners Deal In Facts
Three men are walking through the woods when they come across a half-fallen tree. One man decides to go around the tree completely. Another man decides to step over the base of the tree, where it is close to the ground. The last man decides to duck underneath the tree where it is far enough … Continue reading Your Path Is Not My Path
I have this fervent and forlorn hope that this whole “offended” thing is just a passing craze wherein some attention-starved people will attain for themselves digital vindication and eventually grow out of it. And yet, every day I scroll through the newsfeeds to see if the news is actually reporting anything newsworthy that day (mostly … Continue reading The Age of Offense
If you were to look up “Warrior Poet” on the internet you’d find no concrete definition. What you would find would be a bunch of sales pitches. One of the sacred tenets of my life is being whored out for $24.99, plus shipping and handling. It’s little more than an “Affliction” t-shirt now--a way for … Continue reading The Death Of The Warrior Poet (And Resurrection?)
Books. Bullets. Bourbon. Sometimes I think that’s what I should have named this blog. I’m a sucker for an alliteration, and those are three of my great loves in life. But, when it comes right down to it, there’s more to writing than books. There’s more to fighting than just bullets. And there’s more to … Continue reading How’s Your Balance?
Laila, my six year old daughter, is painting our fence. Braving wild hordes of stinging wasps (read: small, harmless flies) that are actively trying to murder her (read: flying around in her general vicinity) in the tropical heat (it’s about 85 degrees). Why send a six year old to paint a fence in such … Continue reading Hardship Makes Better People