Sorry for the earworm, but seriously. My yesterday revolved around cleaning and coding. The coding part is for a programming class to learn how to design Minecraft servers. I want to create an interactive place for me and the kids to play with different rules and stuff, all while never having to worry about griefers and
This last weekend was a blur to me. Jenny and I hosted the wake, and had dozens of folks show. We played games to honor George, and had pizza, wings, cola, and other noms. I met his brothers, his sister, and his father. George was greatly loved, and people loved celebrating his life by playing
I’ve long since learned, and try to live by a simple rule. When in pain, grief, fear, or frailty, there are only a couple of rules for being a good human. I call it the Dumping Circles Rule. When someone has died, for example, there is an order of who gets to dump sadness on whom.
I thought it was supposed to feel like it isn’t real. I hear people say that it doesn’t feel real to them when someone dies… I don’t get it. I wake up several times a night, with no idea why I’m upset. The it hits me: George is dead. I return to restless sleep. I
Jenny and I went dancing the other night. It was awesome. We ran into some friends, and participated in a class. We learned the Arizona Two-Step. It was fun, but our friends got bored and left, because they didn’t know it was going to be a beginners class. After the lessons, though, we met up with
It’s probably about time, but the FAQs section of Terminally Intelligent is updated, and finally live for public consumption. Check it out. Also: I’ve been doing things with pens and stuff. It has been fun! Check this one out: It was fun. If you like it, let me know. Sorry this wasn’t a real post.
I got the most amazing Facebook message last night. I had left my God-Damned purse at Taco Bell. The Taco Bell about 69 miles from my house. The manager, who I’m convinced is an angel, contacted an old friend of mine who happened to live in the same city as me, and also happened to know
The title says it all. For those in the know, dad’s surgery went well. For those not in the know: I now have a bionic dad. It’s great. Now I just have to avoid joining the circus. When he woke up after the surgery, he was really focused on his operation, how it went, the
The picture above was taken by Jenny last night. It’s important because it spawned the message of the day. Take control of your life. I don’t care if you Carpe Diem, or #YOLO. The world is not about treading water, it’s about growing. If the path you are on isn’t where you want to be, grab
After this week’s therapy, my therapist was poised to soothe my aching soul. We talked about some hard stuff. And then we talked about some more hard stuff. And then we talked about my parents. It was great. I love talking. But then she asked me the question of the hour. On a scale of
