People often associate vulnerability with one being able to talk openly about aspects of their life that gives context to their past. That's not the case for me. For the most part, that makes perfect sense. Getting to a level of comfort in which one shows a side of themselves that most-if any at all... Continue Reading →
Cydney Being Cydney, The Podcast: Episode 3
There was no podcast last week because Cydney was beginning to get a little stage fright. Halfway though episode two, Cyd got silent and froze. But she was a trooper and finished the podcast. Last week, I asked her if she wanted to record another podcast and she said "sure," in her always ecstatic... Continue Reading →
Snowed In
I had heard of a looming winter storm that was all but certain was going to his the east coast a little over a week ago. I have seen these overly dramatized reports in which one over prepares and what is supposed to be a blizzard turns out to be just an inch of... Continue Reading →
My 500th Post (Numbers on the Boards)
"Men lie. Women Lie. Numbers are calculated and manipulated to support men and women's points." Chad Milner The truth of the matter is that people rarely refute numbers because it is truly the universal language. Sure, music is considered one as well, however no two people will interpret music the same way. Outside of the... Continue Reading →
Narcissism, The Creative Process, and The Oscars Boycott
Everyone is a narcissist. If you don't think so, you're actually proving my point by thinking you're different from everyone else. We all have an obsession with ourselves. We seek relationships and attract people based on common interests because it is pleasing to our egos. Who doesn't like someone who has things in common... Continue Reading →
Why You Shouldn’t Burn Your Bridges
Being an emotional creature is a bi-product of extreme creativity. I'm pretty sure that if I did my due diligence and researched this, there would be a litany of psychological journals that would report that there is some sort of correlation between the two parts of the brain and this. For the most part, this... Continue Reading →
My Biggest Fear In Fatherhood: Teenage Girl World
Outside of my twin and I, I never saw a child grow up until I was basically an adult. My parents were done because they had a boy and girl in one shot, my uncle never procreated. Until my aunt had her daughter in 2002, I never had a first cousin. I was sixteen when Tyler... Continue Reading →
Getting Out of My Own Way
My penchants and ability to talk shit is second to very few. I say that with no exaggeration or hyperbole. There is always a witty comeback and these days, it seems like-excuse me, apparent-that affinity and gift of gab is rubbing off on my daughter. I would that in my lifetime, the only person who... Continue Reading →
Cydney’s Jitters Recording Her Second Podcast
Last Wednesday, I picked Cydney up from school early because she got sick. As we got into my car, I played Cydney the first episode of her podcast from my phone so that she could hear it "on the radio." Despite being under the weather, she was ecstatic. By Thursday afternoon, she was feeling a... Continue Reading →
The Return of Investment on Real Friends
I listened to Kanye West's new song only once the day that he released it on Soundcloud. The internets are full of hype, talk, hate, and opinions; I didn't want mine to be swayed by what others had to say. I thought it was dope. Four days later, I found myself listening to it repeatedly... Continue Reading →