• One day.

    10 p.m.: my normal bed time.
    11:30 p.m.: I go to bed.
    Midnight: I go to sleep.
    5:45 a.m.: I reluctantly wake up.
    5:50: I reluctantly get out of bed.
    6:50: Cheryl and Beth leave the house.
    7:50: I leave the house.
    7:51: car doesn’t start.
    7:52: I return to the house.
    7:53: I leave the house with my bike.
    8:05: I arrive at Beth’s school five minutes late and awfully tired.
    9:00: I return home.
    9:10: car still won’t start.
    9:15: Share news with Cheryl.
    9:16: share news with AAA.
    10:16: car still won’t start.
    10:45: car starts.
    10:46: tow truck arrives.
    11:00: drop car off at Marvin’s Auto Service.
    11:30: mom drops me off at work.
    12:30 p.m.: ready to go home.
    4:30: Cheryl calls to say she is ready to go home.
    4:40: depart from office parking lot with Cheryl.
    5:00: depart with $700.
    10:00 my normal bed time.
    10:15 decide to write this entry, deja vu sensor kicks in.


  • Reader beware.

    One thing you won’t find waning in me is self pity. Without going into the boring details, let me just sum it up like this: you don’t have to be physically isolated from other human beings to be alone. We live in a time when the word “liberal” is used like a four letter word. So how do you suppose someone who tends to share those political views fits in here, a decidedly conservative area? A fair chunk of my idle time at home is spent reading political commentary. It is just what interests me. When I talk to people I find it more interesting when the topics involve things that interest me. Do you see where this is going? Well, you don’t need a map to see it. There I am talking politics and there everyone goes running for cover. I am a political island in the middle of a conservative ocean. Is there anybody out there?

    I know this seems a bit much, but it does get better. There is a light around the corner.

    I suffered through this day feeling more alone than I have felt in some time. It struck me as ironic that it was spent with a lot of people around. When the day wound down it was just me and my bride, sitting in the family room watching a corny movie. I no longer felt alone. It is too easy to take that kind of companionship for granted. I had all day. Not only do I have someone that I love dearly, but also someone that I can share my passions, my interests and my beliefs. The movie ended and we packed it in for the evening, but I find myself in better spirits – with a kindred spirit. I truly am a luck man.


  • The world is watching.

    Iraq. Korea. The US. Israel. India. Pakistan. France. China. Have I left anyone out?