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No Plans, No Problems!
I was supposed to work today. Then somehow I got the whole thing off, and I’ve also got Monday off. So apparently I accidentally acquired a four-day weekend. This is the kind of mistake I can fully support. I don’t really have much planned, either. No big trip. No ambitious project. No bullshit itinerary where…
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Past Me Was An Idiot!!
If I had a time machine and could send exactly one message back to my past self, I wouldn’t waste time explaining the future, warning myself about technology, money, or any of the other bullshit that supposedly matters. I’d keep it simple: DON’T MARRY YOUR EX-WIFE. That’s it. No explanation. No context. No helpful little…
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A Very Uncomfortable Dinner
If I could have dinner with any author, it would be George Orwell. No contest. I wouldn’t want some celebrity author sitting across from me talking about writing retreats and artisanal notebooks. Give me Orwell. I’d want to talk about government, propaganda, censorship, technology, and the general human tendency to screw things up while insisting…
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My Faith in Humanity Has Conditions
There’s a question that asks, “What’s a moment when a stranger completely restored your faith in people?” I think the answer is supposed to be some heartwarming story. A stranger paid for someone’s groceries. Somebody helped an old lady cross the street. A random person returned a lost wallet. Something wholesome enough to make everyone…
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Future Me Is Probably An Asshole
If your future self could send you one sentence, what do you hope it would say? If my future self could send me one sentence, I honestly hope it says absolutely nothing. I don’t need some message from that grumpy old bastard waiting for me in the future. I’m already not exactly known for being…
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The Greatest Handheld Meal
What’s the best local dish you’ve ever eaten while traveling? Humanity has invented a lot of stupid food, but every once in a while we accidentally get something right. When traveling around the Upper Peninsula of Michigan, we discovered the pasty. Basically a handheld meat pie packed with beef, potatoes, onions, and whatever else needs…
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A Day Spent Fighting Code
I have spent pretty much the entire day working on a new custom WordPress theme. Hours of messing with code, changing things, fixing things, breaking things, and then trying to figure out what the hell I broke. Then WordPress threw a critical error at me. For a minute, I thought I had completely screwed everything…
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Nothing to Report
It’s been a slow, completely unremarkable weekend. Nothing happened. No big plans, no exciting adventures, no life-changing moments, and absolutely no bullshit worth pretending was exciting just because it happened on a Saturday. It’s been one of those weekends where the days just kind of blend together and you barely know what time it is.…
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Cops, Fire Trucks and One Damn Good Dog
National Night Out in Bridgeport, Ohio, was a pretty damn good night. My wife was working the event as a deputy, and Jersey was there doing her part as a crisis K9. There were police cars, fire trucks, EMS, a helicopter, the big sheriff’s vehicle, and enough emergency equipment gathered in one place to make…
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Just Pedal and Forget the Noise
Tonight my wife and I hopped on our bikes and knocked out 6.4 miles along the river. Nothing heroic. No mountain climbs. No Tour de France nonsense. Just two people enjoying a summer evening instead of sitting in the house wondering where the weekend went. The Wheeling riverfront is one of those places that still…