January 2011
9 posts
The Dream No One Wants To Have
My sister wrote an excellent piece on her blog. It’s painful words ripped me back to a place I hadn’t been in a long time. Back to pain I hadn’t experienced in what seems like ages. I think it can be said that men and women experience pain differently, what that means I don’t really know, but I think it is true. With me pain is a temporary holistic fuzz that I wander in and...
Jan 21st
Headed Down, Under
I don’t know how many of you watch the news, but Australia has been getting ravaged by flooding in the past few weeks. While I was in Africa, flood waters ripped up parts of Australia and created a disaster area that left many people (and the above wallaby) stranded and homeless. Because my responsibilities here state-side are minimal-to-laughable, I jumped at the offer to head down to Oz...
Jan 20th
ListenThe sacred and the profane by Shinyribs This guy...
Jan 18th
Jan 14th
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National Champion
I know it seems irrational, but I feel as if I am a national collegiate football champion. Sure, I never played college football, and I am not even in college any more, but the feeling remains. For years I have watched Auburn stumble through season after season of mediocrity with small glimpses of greatness, and finally I saw the Tigers achieve the impossible. Auburn, the school in southeast...
Jan 13th
WatchWatch
This is a video I made from photos and video from my recent trip to Ethiopia.
Jan 10th
Jan 9th
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Drowning Without Water
It’s 5p.m. and I’m drowning. No, I didn’t fall into the pool or slip in the tub. My submarine wasn’t flooded and a mobster didn’t make me wear concrete shoes. In fact, there isn’t even any water around me, save the sink that sits slowly draining. I’m laying on the couch and I am drowning. Some people call what I am experiencing “jet-lag,” but...
Jan 7th
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What Good Am I? Thoughts on a Voyage to Ethiopia,...
What good am I if I just turn away? Turning away is impossible once you are drenched with the inescapable stench of Africa. Your nose isn’t ready for Ethiopia. Small hairs and large quantities of mucus membranes try in vain to sift through the odor looking for quality air to inject in red blood cells feverishly trying to cope with jet-lag, altitude, and a lack of proper sleep. As crippling...
Jan 5th