Give It A Rest, Okay? Or, Putting On The Breaks

~~~~~~~~~~~ “I loaf and invite my soul, I lean and loaf at my ease observing a spear of summer grass.” – Walt Whitman Alright Walt, that sounds fine and dandy there, but I have no time to loaf.  I’m a busy guy.  I’m a “I need more than 24 hours in a day to get…

Head Down, Follow Through

Count me in as a duffer. When I was in high school, my friends and I would golf.  Or, to put it another way, we would attempt to golf.  We’d hit the city courses, with our starchy collard shirts and rented clubs and we’d duff around the course.   Sometimes we’d actually get the ball…

Bones In The Backyard

A few years ago, there was a young man who I supervised at work.  He was intelligent and well spoken.  But his performance wasn’t up to par.  He was very much involved with union politics and tried to leverage it and any sort of loopholes attached to them to his advantage.  He didn’t work very…

Nothing Is Wrong, But Nothing Seems Right

This seems just a little bit different.  It seems to be clinging on a bit more.  It seems to be a bit deeper.  There is a cloak feeling to it, as opposed to strips of it passing over me like those dull blue scrubbers at the car wash. I can’t put my finger on it,…

Keeping It Green

  At work I am in charge of recruiting in my department. That means I sift through hundreds of resumes, make calls, set up interviews, interview folks and do all the paperwork.  I am also in constant communication with HR and am also in charge of getting them on the schedule and general hand holding…

Getting The Skinny On The Skinny

  Here’s how it happened:   I am running and starting to see some changes in my body. I am losing some weight and I am starting to look and feel better. I am starting to think that perhaps I need to lose just a little bit more, quicker, so that I can run better. I am so…

On Three Years Sober…And Chasing The Buzz

Usually when I come here to post, I have a pretty good idea of where I am going with the piece.  I have some elements, a focus, a plan of sorts.  Then I just give ‘er on the keyboard. Let the mind and spirit take me where I need to go.  Unearth some stuff as…

Tale Wagging The Dog

We all have them. Those stories.  You know the ones – the little tales and fables that we create and tell ourselves over and over again.  And sometimes trumpet to others.  The stories that we act out on.  The ones we rehearse and perform and perfect and groom and preen and fuss over.  The ones…

Brand New All Over Again

This is a piece I wrote a few weeks ago for a treatment center alumni weekly newsletter.  My old treatment center, in fact, and one that I work with on a regular basis.  I wanted to share this here on my blog. She found it while cleaning up. My wife, sorting through some shelves, found…

Myth Busting With A Rocket Launcher

“I don’t ride in snow. Period.” This is something I have said countless times. It’s been a rather nasty winter this year, and those who know me also know about my almost religious attachment to my bicycle riding. So they will often ask me whether I am going to hop onto my two wheels when…