Maybe the Tractor is Sexy
They play music in the radiation room. As I’m on the machine, hands above my head, looking at the fake painted skyline, tunes are...
Health Care for All
While in bed last night I was scrolling through twitter. Because I think problems of the world to be the last thing I should see before...
Radiation Day 3: Don't Quit Before the Miracle
Radiation treatment is strange. I’m on this table for ten minutes and then they’re like, “See you tomorrow.” By 7:30am I’m halfway...
Radiation Day 2: Screw Aunt Becky
White people. Is there anything we can’t ruin? Please pardon me, I’m in a bit of a rage black out. Here I’ve been wasting my white...
Radiation #1: A Galaxy Far Away
I had my first out of body experience as a nine year old boy. It happened at Bob Jones University. Bob Jones University is an extremely...
The Virgin Pores
I’ve never considered myself a “tattoo guy.” First off, I don’t like pain. I spend most of my life avoiding uncomfortable situations, so...
Namaste
I failed. Six months ago I said I was going to blog every day for a year. That lasted three weeks. Not that I have been slacking off! I...


Day 42: A leaf in a park.
This morning I was sitting on a bench in park. You know, as one does. There was fog rising off the lake. Dew was glistening in the early...


Day 41: Yelling at my Dog
I look for meaning in things. When I would play basketball as a kid, I had to make the last shot before I put the ball away. When the...
Day 36: Me and Kobe Bryant.
Sometimes I can be a bit cynical. Slogans and mantras are fine for other people, but I’ll just stick with being a Gen Xer and feel above...



























