I had Friday off. I did my 06:00 CrossFit workout, went home and made coffee, and goofed off on the computer a bit. I checked on projects, emails, calendars, and then made my way to WordPress. I have 20% of what I’ve journaled in my life on the computer. Prior to discovering Livejournal I filled up […]

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The Road Less Traveled

Looking upon my bookshelf this morning I pull down Scott Peck’s ‘The Road Less Traveled‘. It is yellowed, old, dog-eared. This was an important book for me when I got out of the Marines and started college at University of Arkansas at Monticello. At the time I was pre-med and studying to be an EMT […]

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Mac kills PC in so many areas. I find that my workflow crashes to a halt when I have to go into the office and use their Windows systems. I hesitated in downloading any Microsoft programs onto my Mac because I don’t like anything about them, how they are organized. Even using Excel, which is […]

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trauma- masculinity and war

I did some reading from Chapter 3 Disconnection  of the book Trauma and Recovery and had to get up and go out for a walk.  Too much to sit still I had to allow myself some sort of anchor when dealing with the themes of this book. In talking about symptoms of PTSD and veterans […]

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gays in the Marine Corps

Masculine Marine: Homoeroticism in the U.S. Marine Corps by Steven Zeeland My review rating: 4 of 5 stars This was an informative read. I suppose that one could go to life without wanting to learn anything at all. But anyone, gay or straight, who is interested about The Marines, or notions of masculinity, issues about […]

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Sitting on a bench with Danny and Josie

As I left I could hear another chorus of drunken gibberish music behind me. I called a friend and left a message on the phone about what happened. I wanted to to solve this man’s problems, right his life, and I wanted to run at the same time. In my message I lamented that the recognition of not being able to fix it all propels me to often do nothing, when instead I shouldn’t feel so guilty about doing only a little and just do it. Perhaps, I mused, I did more good by sitting with him for fifteen minutes than not stopping at all. Seems obvious. After I hung up the phone and walked the last two blocks to my truck, I began to feel emotional and tears welled up in side of me. In the truck, driving out of the garage, I wept for the man.

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I spent several hours on making cleaning and scheduling shifts for the bar and dropped them off at the restaurant after school.  Since I was near I stopped by a bookstore.  I started in the religion section, moved to the philosophy, then biography, then military history and history to psychology and then witchcraft (why can’t […]

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