30 posts in 30 days has been challenging, enlightening, fun, cathartic, bawse, grueling, delightful, and a bunch of other sh*t. I’m glad that I did it, and I’m proud of myself for staying true to a goal that I very easily could’ve scrapped without repercussion. Counting my other writings, it’s actually been about 35 posts [...] Read more>>
The Lab: Third Grade
So I was just laying here wondering what the hell I was gonna write about to get in another post and this came to mind. So I said f*ck it and hit publish. Coke bottles thicker than what I was drinkin’ out of. Learned to make jokes just to cope. I wished I had a [...] Read more>>
Randomness: It’s Feet Season. I Like Details.
The weather this past weekend was delicious and the cookouts were awesome. Yeah, those adjectives should be flipped but my mind is out of order right now from all the burgers, chicken, oscar myers (this was the best way I could figure to say hot dogs without saying wieners or hot dogs), potato salad, and booze. There [...] Read more>>
The Lab: Let Me Try to Be Poetic for Once
Going drastically out of my lane with this, but figured I’d try something new. That’s what a personal blog is for right? Anywho, here goes: Bass knocks. Repetitive lyrics become ingrained in my brain. Cool air complements a tinted reality. I’m deaf while in the depths of focus. I’m at peace. Back to seat. [...] Read more>>
Eff Em Friday: The Miami Heat Edition
For those of us with standard day gigs, we’re getting ready for a long weekend. This means grilled animal carcass or veggie crap, alcohol, and s*x. Well, it means s*x for some of us. I’m happy for all of you that hopefully get a chance to finish, but this week was still one of the [...] Read more>>
5 Reasons I Love Personal Blogging
So I’ve been personal blogging for close to a month now. Actually, if I count my first run at this with the Ramblings of an Articulate Black Guy, it’s been like 7 months but that’s beside the point. The majority of my blog life has been spent in group homes. A love-hate experience it has [...] Read more>>
True Story: The Night I Could Have Died
When I got dressed on Saturday night to hit up the party on the east side, my biggest concern was making sure that I had cash in my wallet and that my arms weren’t ashy. It never crossed my mind that I might end up on a bench tryin’ to account for lost time, dirty [...] Read more>>
