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Who really knows you?




Your phone

We all walk through this world daily looking at people, meeting people, working with people, and loving people.  Most of us are very guarded in what parts of us that we allow people to see.  The fancy trick that I use is I tell you a bunch of stuff up front that makes you think I’m open, but in reality its just enough stuff so you don’t ask anymore questions and I can protect myself (and there goes my ancient Chinese secret).

Part of this journey I’m taking now is losing some pounds and inches but another part of it involves finding myself.  I believe in order to find myself I need to be fairly transparent with where I am and who I am as I write this chronicle.  I could create a super cool persona and live in that fantasy, but what good will that really do me.  So here’s some of my crap.

I’m 40

I’m divorced

I’ve attended sexaholics anonymous before

I sleep on a couch in my parents home

I lost virtually everything I worked for due to years of bad, selfish decisions

I had most of my pain by being loud and funny

I’m really very sensitive

I drive my ex-wife’s old minivan because I haven’t been able to afford to get another car

I cry a lot

I’m a comic book nerd

I pray constantly

I love my phone (and technology as a whole)

School came easy for me but I was a horrible student

I feel inadequate around most of my friends because of their lives and success

I was the first of my friends to get married and now I’m the only one of my friends that is single

I floss a lot

I have HORRIBLE skin

I haven’t taken a real vacation to somewhere I wanted to go in 15 years

My biggest fear is failure

I worry my son will develop all of my bad traits/habits

I’m scared to become my father

Sports make me happy

I love being a dad, I just wish I had the capacity to do more for him

I’m a picky eater

I lost my mom when I was 17

My 30’s were generally horrible and as much as I was scared of 40 I’m looking forward to the decade


I could probably go on and on but then I’d lose the few readers I have, so I’ll just stop there.  If there’s anything you want to be internet transparent about, comment below.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, I feel better





Flying high!

There are few things quite as awesome as coming off the platform.  Tonight was a good night.  Preparing, practicing, and delivering a good speech is an amazing process.  Sometimes it goes well and sometimes its just ok.  There are no guarantees.  Sometimes an audience gets your humor and sometimes they don’t.  Stories that hot home with one group fall on deaf ears at another locations.  As a science it is inexact at best.

I put the work in though, with no guarantees that it will work out.  Every once in a while though I hit a home run.  So I’ll just enjoy the trip around the bases.  And I’ll try to remember this the next time it’s not too good.





2nd Grade

This is the last week of summer before Seaver goes back to school.  He is going to be a 2nd grader this year.  Obviously, I can’t believe that my little noodle boy is no longer crawling and sucking on his fingers and can now read and is a veteran of the first day of school.  I just don’t know where the time went but I couldn’t be prouder watching him grow up.

Second grade has some dad significance too.  As I have told people my entire life, second grade changed the course of my life.  Now as you snicker, just stick with me for another 300 words or so.

Growing up in my neighborhood school was something everyone did but it was far from a cornerstone of the daily fabric.  Of course everyone’s parents sent them to school and wanted them to “pass”, but in my neighborhood most of the parents worked and many of us had most of our primary care provided by grandparents.  I was lucky to have won the genetic lottery for smarts (I missed out on the cool and stylish lottery winnings though) and have been blessed with having a naturally high intellect (in other words, I was a born nerd). Having the capacity to do and doing are two different things.

Mrs. Cornish took it upon herself that year to put me in three person reading group with my first grade buddy Rob and a Sri Lankan boy named Kanishka.  We had our own little united nations going in there.  That year I not only learned a lot and started friends that I still have to this day, but I also learned a lot about being me.  I didn’t have to be like the kids in my neighborhood and I also didn’t have to be just like the kids at school.  I was a piece of both worlds and there was no reason to hide or be ashamed of either of them.

I get the pleasure of running into a lot of my teachers around town.  Many of them had HUGE impacts on me and the person I have become, but it all started turning the right direction when a teacher took interest in a snotty nosed kid with an afro.

I am sure we all have a great teacher or coach or friend that moved our lives in a certain direction.  I believe that God puts those people in our way on purpose.  By that logic, it means that most of us will be that person to somebody at some time during our lives and probably will never realize it or even realize the impact that we made.  But I don’t think any of us live to be a life changer I just believe that most of us have a lot to share and there is someone out there that really needs what we have.

Thanks Mrs. Cornish and thanks to all the Mrs. Cornish’s in your life too!