Never Good Enough

Posted on March 22, 2015 by

Do you ever have that feeling that never quite reach where you want to be?  For me, that feeling a fact of life. It was prompted this morning by a practical consideration. I’ve recently started a new job, but have not seen a full size paycheck yet. Andrea and I have a detailed financial, Read More

Yet another love poem

Posted on March 21, 2015 by

Hasn’t everything already been written about love? I don’t know. You see, Love isn’t just about all flowers and shit. it ain’t about the dance, or the ring, it’s not about the house, or the romance. Love isn’t lavender, It’s not poppies Or tulips, Or delicate white roses. It’s not the flesh of that, Read More

Poem: Be a man

Posted on November 17, 2014 by

Smiling, gurgling, drooling baby. Mamma’s arms. Giggles and bubbles. Bouncing toys. Joyous love.   Crayons and cracker jacks. What’s the surprise in the box? Jumpropes and softball. Caps and guns. Cowboys and Indians. Don’t cry. Don’t be a girl.   Sheets wet with shame. Vacant with fear. Wimp. Geek. Pussy. Faggot. Bitch. Crybaby. Putz., Read More

Shame, Fear, and Starting over

Posted on October 3, 2014 by

It’s been a long time since I’ve done much blogging of a personal nature. There are a variety of reasons for that, but the overriding one is that I’ve had major changes and transitions in my life in the last months and years. The last two years have featured moves, career changes, divorce, going back, Read More

Fall is here

Posted on September 30, 2014 by

My favorite time of year, and usually my most productive for writing!

Dirty Little Secret

Posted on June 21, 2012 by

Depressed man sitting on lake

So this afternoon I took a brief break from writing to check out blogs I follow, and I happened upon a post from Dan Pierce (Single Dad Laughing) called That’s Just Depressing. And it hit me that I needed to post a response. Why? Because even though I’ve danced around the issue in some, Read More

Girl with gun to head

  The other night, I took my son to an information session at the Doubletree Hotel in Roswell, Georgia.  We took Georgia 400 up to Holcomb Bridge Road, where we passed the apartments where I’d lived with my parents from 1980 to 1982 or so.  As we turned on to Holcomb Bridge, I looked, Read More

Amirah with a broken finger

My last post, about racism and confronting it within ourselves, generated a lot of argument here on the blog as well as amongst my Facebook friends. This one is not so heavy. I want to write about some of the awesome and amazing things I’ve learned from my two little monsters. So here goes:, Read More

Brief break

Posted on May 11, 2012 by

Taking a couple days off from blogging! I’ll be back. In the meantime, here’s one of my great and awesome kids, Amirah! She just got level 1 awards for solos in band tonight. Very proud (you can see she is too). I love my kids!

Destroyed truck near Basra, Iraq

“I’ll tell you the truth, Sheriff. We charged across Iraq and killed everything in our goddamn path, we left a trail of burning vehicles and broken bodies hundreds of miles long. If it moved, then it was the enemy, and we killed our fair share of civilians too. And you people sat back here, Read More

Reconnecting with old friends

Posted on May 7, 2012 by

Picture of friends

Do you use Facebook? When I first got online, it was the very early nineties. I had a dial up unix shell account through Georgia State University, and later on an account with Delphi (both of these were text based only, because, well, MS-DOS).  When I wanted to write a friend, I got out, Read More

The kids and the chickens

So last night I had a long talk with the kids about important things. To be specific, about identifying what are the most frequent causes of fights in our house, which are sometimes too stressful and upsetting for all of us. Basically it comes down to two things: homework, and chores. When I was, Read More