Category Archives: journalicious

Some days, one needs a fresh start. Some days, one just needs to start. I recently read Seth Godin’s “Poke the Box”, a book with two main messages: Start now! Ship! Godin’s messages aren’t original, but I needed to hear … Continue reading →

For an ambiguous length of time, I’ve been feeling the unambiguous need to redesign this site. I had never liked the look and feel of it, primarily because it looked and felt like every other Movable Type blog on the … Continue reading →

One of the neatest features of my new phone is its ability to send photos directly to Flickr. There is something exciting about the immediacy of it. It is raw and in the moment. Any sentiments expressed are unfiltered and … Continue reading →

Five years ago, I started this journal. At the time, I thought it would only last a month at most. But just like anything you expect to be temporary, it has become a rather permanent part of my life. When … Continue reading →

When the mood strikes, I like to check my logs to see what search terms brought people to my journal. What I’ve discovered is that if one writes about a wide variety of topics, then one will receive an even … Continue reading →

Please pardon the digital dust around here as I try to figure out what happened to this journal’s templates. I just upgraded to Movable Type 4.0 and everything is looking out of sorts, which is the only euphemism I’m able … Continue reading →

Every once in a while, I check my logs to see what search terms have brought people to this little site in the middle of nowhere (a.k.a. the internet boondocks). As it is in the boondocks of the real world, … Continue reading →

Gawker recently published an article listing the fifteen most recycled clichés used in blog-media today. I read it with apprehension, afraid they would “out” the unoriginal jokes and references that litter my writing. Fortunately, they overlooked most of my repertoire … Continue reading →

The day was ending. The sky was darkening. The temperature was dropping. Most people were heading home for the night, but a few individuals braved the dark and the cold and sat around a table in a cafe, drank coffee, … Continue reading →