Maybe the secret lies somewhere between The Unabomber and Kim Kardashian? I once read something along the lines of, “Don’t compare yourself to others because it’s like comparing their final cut to your behind the scenes footage.” Not sure who said it, but I believe it to be true. However it is much easier said…
I saw this on…Pinterest, of course, and I got to thinking. On the surface, this appears to be comparing the treatment of women from yesterday to today. I’m guessing the message is that during the 60s a woman was treated with respect. She was called a woman and the simple title of pretty is demure…
I like to do things the hard way. I’m pissed that schools don’t teach cursive, I still hand write cards and I worry that my children’s generation will lack culture and finesse. They all spend too much time texting and on Facebook. And then I see something like this… and I stand corrected. I’m inspired.…
I’ve always liked cops. I’m not just talking about the pulse jumping SWAT guys that frequent my Starbucks. Even when I’m caught speeding, which does happen occasionally, I still like cops. I freely admit when I’ve broken the law and I’ve grown up having a clear understanding between right and wrong. Not that I always…
Elevators are weird. A box attached to a cable that moves people from floor to floor. I had to go into work today to do payroll. I pushed the button on the wall in the lobby and after the ding there was this little box waiting to take me to my floor. For some reason…
Michael sent me this article Long Road to Adulthood is Growing Even Longer. I’m going to sound so politically incorrect, but “What the Hell is Going On?” Why do I feel like the people younger than I am, but still in my generation, are losing their freaking minds? Everything is overanalyzed and just down right…
I’ve heard a rumor they (the proverbial they) are remaking the movie The Lost Boys. The original’s a classic movie from my youth and I don’t want to see a remake. I got to thinking about why a remake bothers me and I’ll warn you this is a “my generation was so much better” moment.…
No one wants to be alone. Life is just better when you travel with others. These are phrases often heard during dinner parties, touted by self help gurus and generally understood within our culture. In response, we pair up or find a group we have things in common with or get on facebook and reconnect…
Michiko Shinohara was my friend in the third grade. We traded stickers every day during lunch and she taught me how to do Origami. She was a wiz at folding paper and I was always amazed by the things she could create. She even made a balloon once. Folded a square piece of paper for…