Grab The Moon

This post will be a lengthy one because I have a lot to recount here about my day, and word count or attention span for this event isn’t a factor.  Those are irrelevant by comparison.

Flash Fiction – 9th Ed.

I’ve had automobiles on my mind recently since it’s that time of year to take care of registration.  We’re enjoying the thrills of state inspections and

America Is Awesome

I’m sitting here in a very echo-y, much-reduced version of my office.  The rest of my home – where I’ve lived for damn near seven years – is

Happy Fucking New Year

I should be happy that I’m getting a fresh, new year to mangle.  I’m unsure

Daylight

I really wanted to back this post out yesterday.  However, in my addled and sleep-interrupted state I could barely remember my own name and felt grateful that I’d remembered to put on pants before showing up for work.  You see, steady readers, a perfect storm of events –

Freedom

Happy Fourth of July.  By now you know this is my favorite holiday of the year, far overshadowing both Christmas and

Lost Awesome

While I was culling the interwebs for something mildly amusing or interesting, I came across a few pieces that bemoaned things that our kids will never have to experience.  I found some of it entertaining because it took me back to a time when I had

Twenty-One

Good Morning.  Yet again, I’m here, ranting in your ear about something well before the Sun comes up.  That’s kind of the point to this one,

Memorial Day – 2013

Last year on Memorial Day I was stuck in Afghanistan, and the year prior I was not blogging yet.  This year I felt compelled to add a more well-written addition to the constellation of posts I like to

Had It Up To Here

I’ve had it up to here.  In case you can’t see, I’m making a choppy motion a few inches above my bald head, which is about seventy-three inches above the floor right now while I’m wearing my combat shitkickers.  I found this photo on