I’m a skeptic. Who’s also very spiritual. A cynic. Who still wants to see the best in people, sometimes to my own detriment. A contradiction of characteristics if ever there was one.
Of Quotes & Convos
I recently came across the quote, ‘expectations are premeditated resentments,’ and it immediately gave me pause. Perhaps because it’s such a true statement. Yet how often do we set ourselves up for these disappointments.
Purpose Pending
So says the quotation which greets visitors to my somewhat dormant website, attributed to Anaïs Nin, and oft repeated by would-be philosophers from all walks of life. And that’s really ‘it,’ isn’t it? The main theme that nearly everything in life comes back to. Perception. Reality. And the chasm between them.
unwritten.
I wasn’t planning to write this. Anything, really. The mere thought of trying to encapsulate a year in the life while balancing precariously between chapters {more on that later} seemed all too daunting.
Interview With a (Hollywood) Vampire
In a candid conversation, Tommy Henriksen opens up about following his dream from the rock clubs of Long Island to the world stage, and everything in between.
Going Public {postscript}
The best thoughts are penned at ungodly hours of the night, pre-dawn musings that tend to tumble out of the brain faster than one’s pointer finger can document them in the iPhone’s ‘notes’ app. Or, at least that’s what I tell myself, as yet another night of sleep is interrupted by random ramblings jostling for position in my subconscious.
The Thing Speaks for Itself
Persist. Pivot. Or Concede. These were a few terms tossed about in a recent video excerpt I watched with Matthew McConaughey, expanding upon how he utilizes ‘greenlights’ in his life, and the art of perfectly timing your assessment of whether a situation is, in fact, inevitable.
Indistinct Chatter, and other catchphrases.
I recently streamed a new series where the term ‘indistinct chatter’ featured prominently in the auto-generated captions. Like, constantly. To the point that it became a punchline. And the inspiration for this column, or the title anyway
Two Modes. One Button. Zero Tolerance.
I’ve got two modes — and acceptance ain’t one.
I can recall penning several columns back in my days as a journalist of sorts, speaking to what I assume is the fairly common phenomenon of being averse to any sudden change, upheaval, uncertainty… all things that tend to make those who favor routine a bit uneasy.
Is this the most constructive approach to life? Certainly not.
Hitting Snooze • and other self-made walls.
Anyone else in that precipice-of-spring rut, or just me?
One would think the lingering daylight hours and sun streaked landscapes beckoning blossoms and blades of grass would be a welcome respite from what has been, despite a somewhat disappointing lack of snowfall, a seemingly endless winter slumber. And yet, there’s this feeling of nearly one quarter of the year being over, with little to show for it.
Fun {in the} City
‘This train isn’t going anywhere.’
So barked the conductor as we attempted to set off on our journey into the city this past weekend. And with those five words — and a last minute change to the departing track number — the dye was cast for the day.