Ohio State Buckeyes - 2015 National Champions

Updating The Madness…

I really hate not being able to post. Unfortunately, my rollercoaster ride of a life just gets in the way. And then, when I do get it together enough to sit down and “creatively vent” as this blog was intended, my ever-freezing PC often just refuses to cooperate. So, I’m left with my thoughts and my ideas crashing together and piling up, like so many cars on an iced over Michigan freeway. Sigh…

At any rate, one big thing I so wanted to post about was my Ohio State Buckeyes becoming the 1st College Football National Champions of the new playoff era on Monday night…

You Should Never Argue With A Crazy Mi-Mi-Mi-Mi-Mind!

You Should Never Argue With A Crazy Mi-Mi-Mi-Mi-Mind!

I’ve mentioned before how I’ve been allowing my youngest son living with me. You know, the one who asked if he could move in with me because it was closer to the college that he now no longer attends? The one who promised that his presence here wouldn’t be a burden to me, and said that having someone to look out for me would, in fact, be a good thing? Yeah, that’s the one!

Loverboy

Turn Me Loose

1981 was a big year for me. That was the year I graduated from college, started my second career, and finally began settling into that “family guy” role I’d been dreaming of for nearly a decade. But this “transitional phase” was anything but a smooth one… All of which left me feeling just a tad stressed out and scrambling for ways to feel more in control of over where all this was headed…

Happy Birthday Dad…

My father was born on this day, August 12, 1898. Today would have been his 115th birthday. I thought his birthday was worth mentioning this year because I am now the same age he was, 57, when I was born back in 1955. I’ve been thinking about what I’d say for weeks, and, even as I begin, I’m still not sure what to say…

Radical Honesty – The Heart Of The Storm…

Don’t get me wrong. I really appreciate that people got one part of what I was trying to say with that post. But when I ended it with:

“Self-censorship is one thing. After all, not all thoughts are worth voicing. But self-censorship out of fear? Well that’s a whole different thing…”

I was referring to myself just as much as I was to women suffering in a male dominated world.