What is there to say? I think about writing a lot. I read my old posts, reflect upon all of the changes in outlook I've had since writing them. When I do think of something to say, I dump it into an all-too-often hastily written Facebook post, then I call it a day. Facebook "markets" … Continue reading What Is There to Say?
I am not, though, altogether sure what here is or what here should be. Of course, that's always been true; a cursory foray into the archives here will reveal that. Part of me wants to scrap what is past and start anew, but every time I have done that -- at least a dozen times across various … Continue reading I’m Still Here
I'm coming up quick on my fifteenth anniversary of working at Walmart, along with only one other member of my hire-in group. I started out that journey working in the grocery department, which at my store consisted of three aisles containing some pop, water, soups, cereals, candy, coffee, snacks, and little else. It wasn't a … Continue reading A Requiem
Sometimes I wonder why I use the bookmarks feature of any web browser. Aside from keeping a list of quick-access websites in my bookmarks bar, any other bookmarks end up in a folder with hundreds of other sites which I'll likely never actually get back to. I thought I'd do a bit of curating of my … Continue reading Just…
The earliest bits of this website date to 2003, fifteen years ago. That's nearly half of my life! I keep telling myself that I need to tend to this site (currently called Dammit, Rick!, but who knows what it'll be called next time I post here), but for the past few years, I've been objectively lax … Continue reading Christmas 2017 Leads to Science!
Testing, testing. Is this thing on? It probably isn't, but here I am anyway. A lot has happened over the course of the year since I last wrote here. My wife Jade and I celebrated our third wedding anniversary this month, not with fancy gifts but with several special dates over the course of this … Continue reading Refusing to Remain Silent
Racist vandalism hit a local church, and I'm pissed off about it.
When I first set out sixteen or so years ago publishing content online, I did so as a naïve child, using what little of a homepage I could build to unite my chat room friends, to socialize with a few local friends via guestbooks, and to share a little bit about my interests. The skills … Continue reading Raising My Daughter in a Broken World
I caught up with an old friend today. We talked about long lost friends, painting and drawing, and my quest to see the downfall of Christianity. It was a good conversation.
A look back at the past two years by way of a personal update about my life. Where have I come from and where am I going?