Nobody in Authority Is Actually Helping

That post title is probably hyperbole. I hope it is, anyway. But this is where the super polarization that we're experiencing between political ideologies is completely to our detriment as a society. On the one hand, you have conservative leaders underplaying the coronavirus pandemic, warning that the media is feeding into an unnecessary panic. On … Continue reading Nobody in Authority Is Actually Helping

Don’t Panic

I remember the days of actually having to insert a key into the lock in a car door. In fact, up until 2011, when I bought a Toyota Yaris, I'd never experienced the magic of remote keyless entry. Not that I was amazed by this thing that was new to me. It's not as if … Continue reading Don’t Panic

Question of the Week #112

If you were at a friend's house for Thanksgiving dinner and you found a dead cockroach in your salad, what would you do? That all depends. What kind of dressing do I have with my salad? If we're talking a good brand of honey mustard, why not eat it? Protein. Kidding. I wouldn't eat a … Continue reading Question of the Week #112

VTnessa’s Challenge

Time to come back to another challenge issued by another reader. The second comment on my initial blog post came from VTnessa, who provided the following prompts... Character Name: Hezekiah Tribido Setting: The plains/prairies of Canada Object: A lobster boat Emotion: Relaxed I honestly couldn't remember how long I had been walking. Days? Weeks? I … Continue reading VTnessa’s Challenge

Code Words at the Bank

In the world of banking, the people on the front lines of the industry are known as tellers. These are the people who are expected to help customers with all of their day to day banking needs. It is often a thankless and miserable position to hold. These are their stories. These are their legends… … Continue reading Code Words at the Bank

The Single Guy Versus the Shirt

I had a long day yesterday. It was a day that involved yelling, screaming, crying, swearing, and ramming my head into a big, metaphorical brick wall. So when I got home, I really wanted to relax. Of course, this meant changing into a comfortable, old, worn-out t-shirt and some shorts. Once I was unrestricted by … Continue reading The Single Guy Versus the Shirt