Month: August 2017

Sometimes I can’t figure out where my life path will lead. I consider it carefully, map it all out in my head, and run through as many scenarios I can imagine, but it often comes down to two options: Conclusion #1:  I will die old, unfulfilled, and alone. Conclusion #2: I will die young, unfulfilled,…

Today, a thought occurred to me: You know you’re dying, but you don’t know that you’re dead.

  The slogan has been around for years now. I just read a story where “Weird” Al Yankovic said that nerds saw him growing up, and they find that it gets better. I want to love that kind of certain optimism, but I can’t, because it simply isn’t so. Look, it CAN get better. Bad…

So I left a message board the other day. It’s not one most of you know. I had been a member there since 2004, and it was an off-shoot of a message board I’m still a part of today. I don’t know how most folks do it, but when I go to a discussion board,…