Posted on January 4, 2010
The Disappointment Of Devolution
I know it’s Monday and I’m posting ahead of schedule, but there are extenuating circumstances. You see, in an unfortunate turn of events, we were unable to leave this morning as we’d originally planned. In fact, it’s going on two o’clock now and we still haven’t left, nor do we expect to for several more hours, owing to the fact that Trey is still with his father, presumably somewhere in the skies above Colorado right now. Unfortunately, despite having made and agreed to plans months in advance that he bring Trey back home by ten o’clock this morning, his father is citing airline difficulties as the reason for the delay. However, a quick check of the Denver International Airport (DIA) website seems to indicate that there are no such delays. There was one slight delay of one flight due to maintenance issues, but if he had tickets to that flight, one could reasonably conclude that he would have actually boarded it whenever the maintenance was completed. No, instead he has told us that he was moved to another airline entirely with a departure time roughly five hours later, regardless of the fact that there are several flights from multiple airlines leaving earlier, and none of them are showing significant delays. A quick call to DIA confirmed all of this, as the representative advised us that there was no reason he would be moved to a noon flight, rather than simply board his original airplane after the slight delay. Of course, his refusal to supply the flight number of what he claims was his original flight makes a lot of this mere speculation on my part, but I’m left questioning the need for secrecy on his part, assuming he harbors no intent to deceive.
observe a father behave in this way, to the detriment of his son. If the travel delays were genuine, I might be more forgiving, but there just seems to be no evidence that they are. Instead, it appears as though Trey’s father is merely doing what he wants to do, regardless of what he agreed to in the past, or even what’s simply in the best interest of his son. If I’m wrong and he would supply his original flight number so that the delay could be verified, I’ll happily recant my negativity, although some animosity will remain simply because he was aware of his obligation to return Trey early this morning, yet made no allowances for delays by trying to leave a bit earlier – like, say, some time last night.
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Humor | Nonfiction
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Have you ever lived through an experience that was so humiliating that you wanted to die, but when you tell it to all your friends, they can't stop laughing?
Have you ever made a decision that seemed like a good idea at the time, but you're still living with the hilarious consequences years later?
If so, then grab a snack, get comfortable, and prepare to have all of your own poor life choices seem just a little bit more bearable.
You're welcome.
Short Stories
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The nine stories of rage and sadness collected here range from the most intimate of human experiences to the wildest realms of magic and fantasy. The first story is a violent gut-punch to the soul, and the rest of them just hit harder from there.
Those who tough it out will find a book filled with as much hope as despair, a constant contradiction pulling you from one extreme to another.
Life might knock us down, over and over, and will the beat the ever-loving snot out of us from the time we're old enough to give it attitude until the day we finally let it win and stop getting up.
Always get back up.
Gaming | Nonfiction
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This isn't just a book. It's a portal to other worlds where there be magic and dragons and hilarious pirates. Okay, not really. But this book is about those portals, except they're called video games.
The Life Bytes series of books take a deep dive into one man's personal journey through childhood into kinda/sorta being a responsible, competent adult as told through the magical lens of whatever video games he was playing at the time.
Part One starts way back in 1975 and meanders down various digital pathways until, oh, around about 1993 or so.
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What you are about to read is not a story. There is no beginning, middle, or end.
What follows is nothing more than a series of journal entries involving shadow people, sleep paralysis, and crippling fear. It’s not pretty, it doesn’t follow story logic, and nothing works out well in the end.
You've been warned.
Hang in there. In spite of Trey's father, you and your family will have a LARGE time visiting Mickey.