In 1996, just after we had moved to Las Cruces, Mom gave me a book. This was a common occurence in our household; after all, being a teacher, she would get books for free from certain publishers. This was an interesting book, and it was titled Redwall. I was intrigued. This was just when Harry … Continue reading Brian Jaques
Routines, it seems to me, have become commonplace. We get up from bed, we eat breakfast, we brush our teeth, we get dressed, and we go to work. Then we have our evening routine—well, you know what I mean.
But then there have been some highs, and boy was there many.
Columbine in 1999. I was 11, I think. Virginia Tech in 2007. I was 18. Charleston and San Bernardino two years ago. Pulse last year. Then, Las Vegas. I'm 29 going on 30.
I was in the sunroom of our house yesterday, and out of the corner of my eye, I saw one of the many Arthur books Mom has collected over the years (Arthur has been part of my childhood for a long time). It’s titled “Arthur Writes a Story”. And I was struck by something. Here’s … Continue reading Arthur Writes a Story
By the time we actually found the place, the both of us were tired, hot, and thirsty. But was it worth it to see the storefront?
Ice cream has always been a favorite food of mine.
I nearly lost my shoe in the muck.
I found out yesterday that a man who founded one of my most favorite bands in the world died. His name was Paul O'Neil, and the group was the Trans-Siberian Orchestra. Here's a video I took a long time ago when they came to Las Cruces (sorry, the volume's kind of loud). And here's a … Continue reading Trans-Siberian Orchestra
Human communication is one of the most important things we forget.