I spent some time in Iraq. That year, there were only a few songs to define it. It was a pivot point in my life. Because I wasn’t listening to the radio much, the songs I took with me on an external hard drive were the main songs I had to deal with. One of… Continue reading Dani California.
We all had to study William Shakespeare in High School and Middle School. Othello, Hamlet, A Midsummer Night’s Dream, and of course, Romeo & Juliet. A lot of schools will go and try to reinforce these lessons with more interactive sessions, generally focused around the Renaissance period. As a result, for several years in a… Continue reading Slaying Dragons and Saving the Princesses
There’s a picture that has lived among the clutter on my desk for a while now. I was three. It was probably the first time I danced with a girl, and I wish I kept in touch with her. As you grow old, you realize what you didn’t realize when you were young. Not that… Continue reading First Dance
In my room at home, there’s a brass rose. Gently colored red petals and green leaves, it has no thorns. Perfumed it will smell forever and never wilt. It is timeless and unchanging. I got it in high school, my freshman or sophomore year in the fall. I meant to give it to someone, someone… Continue reading The Story of the Rose
That’s how one of favorite songs begins. It’s the truth of the love of my life. I’m not really sure she was ever real. I met her through a chat room. I talked with someone, and they “introduced us”. The problem was, I was living in the southern US, and she was a Canadian. The… Continue reading The Love of My Life (Is a Shady Lady)
So, the girl I thought was “snotty” in 6th grade rode my bus. I would always hope to sit next to her. In 7th grade, we took a class picture, and I managed to find myself right next to her. The summer between was rough. The end of the school year, I broke my arm… Continue reading On the Porch
I moved to a new school in 6th grade. I started a few weeks after classes began, so I was playing a little catch up. The other students knew each other pretty well, so I was trying to get into the social structure. That is a tough age to begin with, and being new didn’t… Continue reading The First Time I Saw her