October 27th, 2014
Sorry blog and blog readers. I’m two weeks out from a wedding. There are a few classes left until then end of the first semester of my MBA. I’ve got a new job at a promising start up company. I’ve got a new 5-string bass. I play too much Destiny. And almost every morning, I’m up at 5 preparing to work out at Title Boxing Club or lift weights at Prairie Life.
While you’re waiting on me, I recommend Hyrule Warriors on the Wii U. I like Destiny on the PS4. And when I’m idle, I play Smash Bros on the 3DS or Time Surfer on the phone. Seth Harwood’s got a new collection of short stories. I’ll be reading through those when I get a moment.
Meanwhile, I’ll be balancing things poorly but incrementally better and better. And I’ll try to put in more time for the blog.
July 31st, 2013
Got the shoes off groove on.
The rain pours can’t do lawn.
You yawn without the knowledge that you’re exposing a space
I’d like to fill sexually if there’s time to waste.
And if there’s time to waste
Is there time to brace
Time to taste you when you’re restrained
While you lie in wait.
Laying patiently while I pry and taste
Impatiently when I tease too great
Run my touch too light or press with too much haste
But you review the situation with a lot of praise.
As you lay tied down as a prize to prey on
The sky goes grey as the day rolls on
You feel done like a waffle, hot and pressed
As you feel impressions on your body from your day of rest.
Got the shoes off, groove on.
You didn’t see me sexually harass your yawn
I keep the zipper up but my pervert on
I get you from when you hit the bed till dawn.
May 23rd, 2013
If I were allowed on a track with Fifty which is iffy enough without thinking Eminem’s with me.
I’d have to have a rhyme that was the best this century to represent the inspiration rap has meant to me. Dig me?
Big me making it all the way to Detroit city. On holiday rhyming away ignoring the starstruck rap fan in me pretending
To hold the rap down while holding the track up so that the listeners can get exposed to all the intensity this track we’re on supposed to host.
And I’d take that flow from coast to coast in the stanza that I’m on like I’m a roadie who’s been doped up. Once I start I’ve got the heart to never stop till you notice…
There’s 50. There’s E.
It’s all down hill from here for me.
There’s only one other star in the sky to see
Then I wake up in Franklin ’cause it’s just a dream
Here’s the song. http://youtu.be/cN4fNaUAMbA
May 16th, 2013
I am graduating this weekend with a masters degree and I plan to bring more entertaining content to this site soon.
October 17th, 2012
I see a lot of people need to praise Gods on their statuses these days. And I hide all of those posts. Praise technology for giving us our own filters.
April 20th, 2012
Chick-fil-A has recently come across my newsfeeds even though it’s not too new that Chick-fil-A has been supporting things like Focus on the Family. The existence of this knowledge brings about a question. What is my relationship to the philanthropy of Chick-fil-A? One college voted to remove Chick-fil-A from the campus.
My gut reaction is that corporations should strive to be more value neutral. There are causes I believe in which might seem divisive or disagreeable to others. Specifically, I think evolution must be taught in schools and I think educating each other is the highest value. Educating people is a really touchy subject because what is important about education is different to different groups and none of us want to be brainwashed. I don’t want to learn about homeopathy; Liberty University wants people to learn fake science.
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April 2nd, 2012
Look, I don’t mind a nice variety of obstacles all at once. As a matter of fact, I enjoy that. But it does put a damper on my blogging frequency or the energy I have to put up potentially controversial one sided arguments to remind you how important it is that we all think like me. Warning, sarcasm.
Over the next few months:
I will relocate to Tennessee.
I will begin an accelerated masters program designed to earn me a Masters of Engineering and a Masters of Business by the end of May 2013.
I will continue to address the software concerns of a new to me department at work.
And while I’m doing that I’m going to find a way to manage the facts like:
My kids still live in Virginia.
I don’t have a lot of cash on hand.
My girlfriend needs a place in all of this, too.
I guess this blog post is a note to the world that for one period of time, I’m not relaxing while I think about all the ways the world could have been. From now until about June 2013, I’ll be juggling several things at once in the hopes that it launches a lucrative next stage of my career when I convert all that momentum into company focused problem solving.
Wish me success and a large salary. I didn’t win the Mega millions last week so I’m taking the long route.
February 29th, 2012
You want to apologize for victims
of all the other Christians
So you can witness that you’re different
But you’re the spitting image
you work in the church
You can’t see perspective
when you sit on that perch
So you stagger out friendly like
with a shudder and a lurch
Because your machinism’s rusted
But your Bible’s dusted.
You’re confused and untrusted
Because I have a secular job and no faith
You have a faith based job, that’s why
we can’t see eye to eye.
January 2nd, 2012
Before This is Life, I had last seen Jack heading off for a break from life as he knew it. He had sorted out the situation involving the death of his deadbeat friend Ralph while pulling his own albatross of a drug habit off of his own neck. This is Life is a well paced cop show style thriller that takes Jack back to the loose threads of the first Jack Palms story.
To learn more about who Jack Palms is or the preceding Seth Harwood stories you could start with this link. Also, he has his own website: sethharwood.com.
This is Life starts with Jack coming home to find his bed burnt with an assailant on the premises. Mills, the old cop who helped Jack navigate through waking up and investigating the death of Ralph, needs Jack’s help to look into the connected return of Jack’s former KGB nemesis who survived the first shit storm climax that left Junius dead and Freeman unemployed. The assassination of a crooked cop via a fifty caliber slug that pokes holes in the cop’s not-a-K-car modern Mustang brings the consequences of Jack’s involvement in the local San Francisco underground home to roost.
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November 10th, 2011
A lot of people have provided various criticisms to my general thoughts and that’s fine. Sometimes I wish people would just list the stuff they know I don’t like about them as a sort of like angst-prevention opportunity I could use to choose to ignore reading from certain people.
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