I was once asked by a friend of mine who is a semi-professional question asker, especially when it comes to one’s chosen career, why I have opted to go the route of special education rather than general education. Because I’m awkward and bad at answering questions, even more so when it’s a non-wrestling query while we were watching wrestling, I fumbled through some vague answer ultimately resulting in, “I’m not sure.”
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Today is the official national day of thanks. What a great day. Spend time with loved ones, eat a bunch of great food, and take time to appreciate all we are lucky enough to have. Being grateful is one of the best feelings I experience. But you probably picked up on that.
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Ninety three. That’s the number of good things I experienced over the past month. Actually I experienced more, that’s just how many I made a lasting note of. I hadn’t really considered the number until I sat down to write this. It feels like a high number. It makes me feel really good. Taking note of three good things each day has been a wonderful thing to do and a great way to end my day. Continue reading “This Is Not The End”
In “Seeking a Friend for the End of the World” with impending doom, Keira Knightly’s character grabs several records before fleeing her home with the hopes of listening to them one last time. The Essentials is an ongoing series about the ten, in no particular order, albums I would grab in such a similar situation.
The first night I heard “Streetcore” from Joe Strummer and the Mescaleros is one of my favorite nights. I was crawling through a festival way out west. No, wait, that wasn’t it. It was college. I was with some of my most favorite people. We were drinking mainly whiskey. We had just poorly sung along with Reel Big Fish’s cover of “Take On Me,” a rendition that set the neighborhood dogs into a barking frenzy. Falsetto is hard. It was time to let the night wind down and give the dogs a break. We traded the wacky ska antics of the RBF and put on the calming mellow sounds of Joe Strummer and Mecaleros. The warm night, the chilled whiskey, the good friends, and awesome tunes can always make for a wonderful night.
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I had a day off of school so they could do some testing on the students. So I obviously took full advantage and used my extra day in the best way possible, by watching reruns of Home Improvement. I really didn’t mean to. Tim Allen reminds me of my dad, so I turned it on for background noise and next thing I know I’m five episodes deep in grunts and mild destruction.
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“Life is weird.” I’ve been hearing this quite a bit lately, mostly in my own head, but from a few other places too. But is life weird, really? Continue reading “That’s Life”
There’s a new, I guess we’ll call it a game, going around on Facebook where you list 10 albums from your teenage years. Because I can’t just make a list about music that is important to me without yammering on, I have brought it here to add more information about my experience with each album. For most of the years before becoming a teenager, my music was influenced by what my older cousin told me I should listen to. Which was a bunch of gansta rap then heavy metal. But during the teen years I saw him less and discovered punk rock. So this list is comprised almost entirely of punk rock, but there is one ska album and of albums, just to cover all the bases. I’ve also decided to put these in kind of a chronological order.
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