Drop the Bomb

Occasionally you need to drop the bomb; go with the nuclear option in order to scorch your landscape clear and let a new environment take hold.

The Pen

Do you see this pen?

The pen is a common tool. We use them daily; boxes of them fill our drawers and cabinets. When they’re used up, we don’t bother fixing them, we just throw them away and reach for another–disposable tool…

Let’s Make This Official: I HATE Agoraphobia!

Let’s Make This Official: I HATE Agoraphobia!
It’s almost debilitating…the anxiety and panic, claustrophobic, tunnel-vision shut down that I have to fight every time I think of going outside, or to the store, or anywhere!…

The Failure of Analytics–Emotional Elections

The Failure of Analytics–Emotional Elections

THAT is why many people are waking up to a stark reality in America, and around the world as President-Elect Trump prepares to stroll into the White House. Emotion, not data, won the day.

Several months ago I stood in the dark parking lot of a closed gas station in small, south-central Utah town, filling a gas tank for that last stretch of a journey. Across the road an eighteen-wheeler pulled to a noisy stop and its driver climbed from the cab. He was proudly wearing a “Donald Trump for President” t-shirt. That moment was the emotional change for me because it created an emotional response in me.

No need to say “sorry” and another story almost ready.

Two reviews on the story...although one got pulled, don't know why (it wasn't me!). The one that's left is from someone who liked the title but not the story. Odd thing, they said "sorry" at the end of the review. No need! If you didn't like it that's okay. I've been...

The recent past…in writing

Fall Inventory 2016

Fall Inventory 2016

Fall Inventory 2016

The light changes in September, takes on an edge and a hue that sets my nerves on fire; it’s always the beginning of darkness, reflection, and a certain amount of struggle. This year it’s a little different…life’s a little different because I’ve stopped fighting as much.

Let me assure my few readers that I am OK. This is a process

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Locked, bound, and not breathing…

Locked, bound, and not breathing…

locked, bound, and not breathing…
Being Bipolar, depressed, having anxiety, agoraphobia, etc…it’s being shut in. It’s being bound up and blinded. It’s panic and terror. It’s wanting to die, quickly (or slowly). It’s craving pain, because that’s an outlet and something to take your mind away from what you’re feeling at the time.

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Forge

Forge

Fear and Hate.
Hate alone is a cowardly thing. Fear is a bit more active, it leads to simple, bad decisions that don’t simply impact the coward; the decisions impact everyone. Combine fear with hate, and a forge is made.

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How Hot is Your Bolt?

How Hot is Your Bolt?

How Hot is Your Yamaha Bolt VX950?

I got a Flir One a little while ago…for, Reasons (they have the iOS version too). As soon as it arrived I got the idea of taking a video of my Yamaha Bolt VX950

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Capture Them

Capture Them

My parents are on a timer, and they’ve both led amazing lives…especially my mom. This week she’s in the hospital and it kind of struck me that, while she’s pretty damn indestructible, she isn’t immortal.

It’s time to get those stories of theirs down, to capture them and archive them, so they’re not lost in the rain.

Riding white water through tunnels in a mountain.

Standing on the beach, watching the cloud rise as the Bikini Atoll was incinerated by a Hydrogen Bomb.

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A Long Time Gone

A Long Time Gone

I’ve been a long time gone…

Not slacking or slouching the time away. The hours spent changing things were well spent. Time passed on planes, travelling to distant lands; time spent building a new, solo company–doing my thing, my way. I’ve been constructing a foundation for “what I want”, but not always able to do the “want” vs. the “need”.

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