Mary Tyler Moore

I realize I'm a few days late on a tribute to Mary Tyler Moore. But, here it is. Honestly, I hadn't really planned to write anything in regards to her passing. That's no reflection on how I felt about Mary Tyler Moore or her life or her career or hearing the news of her death. … Continue reading Mary Tyler Moore

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The Confusing Middle’s Top 10 Blog Posts of 2016

I did this last year. I took a look back at the previous year and made a list of the blog posts that got the most traffic throughout the year. It was simple, as I'd only been keeping up with this blog for a year at that point. Today marks my second blogiversary, so I'm … Continue reading The Confusing Middle’s Top 10 Blog Posts of 2016

Question of the Week #86

How do you picture your funeral? Is it important for you to have people mourn your death? Think, Michael Jackson's televised memorial service, times infinity. Yeah, that's how my funeral should go. I know this doesn't exactly carry the weight of a last will and testament, but these are my wishes. Please, respect them. I … Continue reading Question of the Week #86

Remembering Anne

Up until my senior year of high school, my family attended Villa Heights Baptist Church in Roanoke, Virginia. Up until my junior year of high school, Villa Heights had a fantastic music minister in Anne Eakin. Anne was our worship leader every Sunday morning and evening. Anne was our choir director. And she didn't just … Continue reading Remembering Anne

Oh, The Places I’ve Been, Part 4

This is it. My final post about my vacation. Hey! I know that sound! It's a collective sigh of relief. Now you'll be able to get back to reading my regularly scheduled dull blog posts that are more about nothing than your average episode of Seinfeld.This is the post about my day trip to Washington, … Continue reading Oh, The Places I’ve Been, Part 4

Nine Years Later

Do you remember where you were on this day nine years ago? I do. I was sitting in my basement bedroom wasting time on my computer and watching some TV. Nothing special about that night. Nothing special about that day either. I got home from work at the usual 3:30pm and went down to my … Continue reading Nine Years Later