All Blog Posts by Date
Below is a list of all my blog posts. I hope you enjoy them.
People don’t know how to fight. Have you noticed that? They don’t fight fair. I’m talking about in relationships. Like, if someone says, “You were out of line here,” and you say, “You’re right, I was, I’m sorry,” I don’t think that person should be able to pull that one out again.
This point has been made before, but every now and again, it seems wise to bring it up again. Spell check programs will tell you if a word is spelled incorrectly … in its limited awareness.
Mostly, what this means is that regardless of how it is spelled, the program does not know if that’s the right word to use.
We’ve all done them. In elementary school, if nowhere else. The Jumping Jack. It’s pretty easy to see why it’s called a jumping something, but why Jack? There are several stories that claim to explain this. One is quite simply that it looks like the jacks you played with as a kid.
Aaron R. Marcus and I went to high school together. I was on stage while he was always the one behind the scenes, mostly doing lights. He was one of those boys who is so skinny, if he didn’t wear loose clothing you’d never have been able to see him.
I got new shoes. You know, just normal, everyday shoes. Which would hardly seem something to write a blog post about. Except that I don’t have normal, everyday shoes. I rarely buy shoes except for athletic shoes.
You probably don’t know Lisa Lindahl’s name, but you know her work. In fact, the whole world knows her work, and the world of sports owes a huge debt of gratitude to her. She is the reason women can compete athletically as seriously as men can.
Can you talk? Because if you can, you can write. Probably not like a pro, but you can write well enough to get your point across. But so many otherwise very bright and articulate people go into a catatonic stupor when faced with a blank white page, or computer screen.
The screen on my desk phone tilts up. I’ve had this phone on my desk for at least five years and I never noticed that before. All those five years, I’ve craned my neck and finally had to stand up from my chair to read the screen because of the glare. Not a huge big deal, but very annoying.
In my building, we put our trash outside our doors two days a week and someone comes by and picks it up. We are instructed not to put our trash out the night before, but to put it out between 6-8 that morning. Well, what if you put it out right at 8 and trash collection started at 6, so you missed it?