Posts Categorized: Me

Isn’t this what I worked for?

The question is peculiar, “isn’t this what I worked for?” as it comes long after my “release” from my last job in the not-so-beloved Corporate America. I asked myself something akin to that query 7½ years ago as I was coming off my recent firing (laid off). Having taken a rare trip out of Florida… Read more »

What about me?

Any man who is worthy of the title should be asking himself the same question these days: What about me? Harassment in general and sexual harassment in particular are difficult subjects to self-judge. There’s the overt and obvious, of course, such as sticking a tongue down someone’s throat or asking them to “twirl” for you…. Read more »

Budgeting

I know, right? Budgeting. Can you come up with a more boring headline than that? For that matter, can you come up with a more boring post topic than “budgeting”? How can I possibly make that entertaining? Even the post image is dull. I will point out two things: first, if you were expecting entertaining,… Read more »

How far friendship

Getting back to last week, before I was interrupted by several days of mehness… (What? With all the unintelligible posts and mangled grammar on the web, you would begrudge me a made up word here, in my own blog, my place of power? I didn’t think so.) …as I said, last week, I was writing… Read more »

And you thought I talked a lot BEFORE…

It’s recently come to my attention I talk a lot. Maybe too much. Well, not quite recently. Over the last half of my life, I was quite the talker. As long as I was within familiar confines (home, office, friends) I could whip up a maelstrom of mindless chatter. We won’t delve into the psychological… Read more »

Habit of creature

Ever since that fateful day when Mom threw out all my comic books strewn about my room, I have been fastidiously neat. Fastidious, but not obsessive. It began a life-long path towards always looking for greater efficiencies and then settling into a comfortable pattern of “not messing with it if it’s not broken.” I always… Read more »

The perfect excuse

When I first moved out of Mom’s house (I don’t count being away at college), I was lucky enough to get a little 2/2 condo in Tamarac, just about a mile from the entrance to the Florida Turnpike. It was convenient for work (at the time, Toys R Us, though that changed shortly after) and… Read more »

How’s it going?

A few weeks back, I went through a series of posts where I grudgingly admitted I have lived a reasonably interesting life. While that’s all well and good (and a needed boost to self-esteem), the fact is my interesting bits are more the product of unique or special events or periods in my life. For… Read more »