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    One year ago today, this young man took his own life. Words cannot describe the hurt in our hearts that your passing has left, but the love we have for you will always be there. We love you Mocha!

    One year ago today, this young man took his own life. Words cannot describe the hurt in our hearts that your passing has left, but the love we have for you will always be there. We love you Mocha!

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    Bless Your Little Grammatically Incorrect Heart

    A couple of definitions of the word ‘Grammar’ by Merriam-Webster: 1 a : the study of the classes of words, their inflections, and their functions and relations in the sentence b : a study of what is to be preferred and what avoided in inflection and syntax

    My translation of those definitions:
    1 a: Grammar exists for a reason, as it helps people understand what you’re saying in your writing b: when you use ‘your’ when you should be using ‘you’re’, it drives me nuts

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    Things I Have Learned From Group Projects in College

    1* I am too damn old to stay up until 2:30 a.m. writing a paper.

    2* The printer you thought was pretty quiet is actually freakishly loud at that time of night.

    3* 5:30 a.m. comes WAY too soon after 2:30.

    4* The sleep deprivation as a result of #s 1 and 2 does not positively influence your ability to debate the above-mentioned paper in front of the class.

    5* In the future, during the initial stages of said project, always assume the leadership role, so #s 1-4 need not be experienced in the first place. And especially don’t let the guy whose wife is due to have a baby assume that leadership role.

    G’night!

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    Bruiser and his man bag

    Bruiser and his man bag

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    Push-ups for Patriots

    If you start today, you only need to do about 219 a day. Yes, wall and counter top push-ups count! Thank goodness I did 30 yesterday.

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    "Do you have the patience to wait
    until your mud settles and the water is clear? ~ Lao Tse"

    (via jodim)

    My patience leaves me too often.

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    Youz sho dis to da hoomans…I shoo’chu wit ma layzerz. Pew pew.

    Youz sho dis to da hoomans…I shoo’chu wit ma layzerz. Pew pew.

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    Guess what I get to do this morning? I get to make a complete fool of my self, in front of about 1,300 high school kids, doing the electric slide. Oh, and I’ll be doing this with many people that I haven’t seen in 20 years. Please try to contain your jealousy. 

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    My Mom and Her Jug

    Recently, my mom hurt her foot, and was told by the doctor to stay off of it. Because of this, she’ll occasionally call me or my son on our cell phones if she needs us to do something for her (we live in the same house). Anyway, this evening, she scrolled through the caller ID to find Nick’s (my son) number. She found it, pressed “talk,” and the conversation proceeded like this:
    (from the receiving line): “Hello?”
    Grandma: “Hello, Dah-ling, can you come and fill my jug?”
    (receiving line): *silence*
    Grandma: “I need my jug filled.”
    (receiving line): “Um, I think you have the wrong number.”
    Grandma: “Oh HELL!” *click*

    My poor little old mom is mortified because the person on the other line (who also has a cell phone number VERY close to my son’s) probably knows her since they just called our house yesterday. It’s probably good that she only needed one jug filled.

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    He decided he’d try driving…

    He decided he’d try driving…

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