Daily Prompt: Teaching The Art of Being an Other On a dark, gray rainy day on a train platform in the small town of Ripoll, Spain I awaited the delayed RENFE (train) that would take me back to Barcelona. I had just had a fabulous time in this […]
If you hear a woman screaming for help in the middle of the night, more than likely you are going to help. Or so you believe. However, Kitty Genovese screamed and screamed decades ago, many in the neighborhood looked out their windows, and no one helped out. She […]
Today is the 21st day of the year. We are still early on in. As such there are 344 days remaining until the end of the year. Everything seems to be going at warped speed. On this day in history back in 1789 a major blogging precursor occurred […]
What will you remember 2013 by? Obviously many will think of Miley Cyrus and her odd twerking revolution. Others will think of the National Security Agency (NSA) and how naive we were to think that they weren’t checking our phone logs. Others will remember the terror of the […]
Assuredly, you have had one of those weeks where it started off stressfully and ended with you in an emotional vat of ennui. I knew this week was going to be tough. I had been eagerly anticipating this week for it was make or break time. I was […]
Today has been declared, by the media, academics and general punditry, to be the saddest day of the year. The fact that I smell a bit like a wet dog on the crowded commuter rail on my first day back to work from what was a very productive […]
I did it! Sort of. I don’t really set New Year’s resolutions. Considering that the New Year is often mired in a cocktail haze, setting goals during that time may make for some interesting, yet unattainable aspirations. Why be saddled throughout the year with such slightly off-balanced momentary […]
As the New Year quickly approaches and you frantically search the sales bins and do an hourly check-in on the Amazon lightning deals, you may stop for a second to think about the coming New Year and what it may bring. Perhaps you may even reflect on what […]
Since I was a wee bit one, my mom would read poems to me. She loved William Blake above all else. I’m not too sure Blake’s poetry was readily understood by my young developing brain. However, my mind did gain an appreciation for words, cadence and overall rhythm. […]
I grew up performing for my family on Sunday afternoons after church. My performances consisted of song, dance and storytelling. A lot of my acts entailed the spoken word. Back then words had meaning. These days we barely use words. We are one acronym short of a collective […]
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