New York City, the greatest city on Earth, or so they say. In truth I have only ever been there once and spent four days bouncing around, Jamaica Queens, Time Square, and various touristy spots having gone with some friends we stayed with. Little did I know that I was staying not far down the… Continue reading When $28.5 Million Dollars is just right
To the best of my knowledge I do not have narcolepsy. Although if I did, it would certainly explain a lot these past few months. Lately I have found myself doing the head bob as my weighted eyelids have dragged my head to my chest or the desk I am sitting at. I sleep… Continue reading Staying awake is harder than it sounds
I can remember the first time I stood and watched those crumpled up old men roll their cigars. Their swollen and crooked fingers moved precisely from leaf to leaf and with such speed that I could barely tell where one leave started and another ended. Their glance was always downward as destemmed the leaves… Continue reading Tampa Nights
I have never once in my entire life enjoyed running. Not even as a child play with my cousins in the smothering heat of the sunshine state. Every fiber of my being aches. My heart pounds in my chest like it's trying to escape, my legs are tense as the flesh is stretch across my… Continue reading Cool air, short runs and detailed plans
The old saying goes, “Power corrupts, and absolute power corrupts absolutely.” There has never been, in the whole of human history, a “leader,” who wasn’t corrupt. Socialist or Capitalist, Prince or President, Prime Minister or Premier. Generals, Senators and Popes are all the same. Why they may claim to be a leader and one of… Continue reading Leaders? There are none!
I never intended to talk to him or anyone else. After a long day in a week filled with disappointments that seemed to follow each other. The only thing that was on my mind was making beer chase beer and hoping for some sleep that would actual bring on some relief. Most nights anymore are… Continue reading Grey Beards, Marlboro’s, and never ending stories
As sure as the Popes Catholic I can guarantee before the clock strikes midnight tonight, I will find myself deep in the cups of beer, listening to classic rap and swapping stories with a German Mechanic about nothing in particular. Friday nights are for the living and I plan on doing plenty before the… Continue reading Friday nights, Madison Tap Room, German Mechanics