Honoring Our Soldiers

My apologies to everyone who left comments yesterday. I promise that I will try to respond as soon as I’m able. Frankly though, I was already “scraping bottom” when I published It Ain’t Easy Being This Good, and my day just went downhill from there… And then I started – but could not finish –…

It Ain’t Easy Being This Good

“You can put a cat in an oven, but that don’t make it a biscuit.” – Sidney Deane “It is hard God damn work, making something this pretty look like a chump!” – Billy Hoyle Quotes from White Men Can’t Jump The title to this post was near the top of the Wikiquote page where…

Remember – The Price We Pay

This, the final post in my Memorial Day series, is meant to remind us of the terrible price we’ve paid to get to where we are. The first part is derived from an email forwarded to me by my dear friend at the V.A. Remember Those Who Have Paid The Price Of Our Freedom The…

Remember – The Good Times

This, the third post in my Memorial Day series, is meant to remind us of the good times we’ve had, and look forward to having again. And whenever I think of the good times, this is the song that comes to mind. This first version has the lyrics included: This second version includes some very…

Remember – What We Have

This, the second post in my Memorial Day series, is meant to remind us of just how precious our little corner of the universe really is. This beautiful video comes by way of the Metousiosis blog and Daniel López on Vimeo: via Time-Lapse Of The Canary Islands I want ice water.

Remember – The Big Picture

This is part one of my Memorial Day series, all of which are aimed at providing a little perspective for our memories. This first post is meant to help us recognize just where we are in the grand scheme of things. Need a bit more perspective? How about this: I want ice water.

Happy Memorial Day!

As a veteran who suffers from depression, and has also met and talked with many who’ve experienced actual combat during my time in VA hospitals, Memorial Day always manages to fill my mind with a confusing combination of pride, sadness, and rage that I’ve never been able to adequately express. After struggling with it all…