Monday, December 31, 2012

We should endeavor to better ourselves every day of the year.

There is nothing special about the first of January.

Saturday, December 29, 2012

Shoot for the moon.

Even if you miss, you will drift helplessly into the endless void of space before eventually dying of life support failure.

Wednesday, December 19, 2012

Today marks the one year anniversary of her death.

I travelled out to Columbia to visit some friends.

Set aside some money, took off of work - the whole deal.

I'm not normally one to buy into this sort of tradition.

"Anniversaries" are not something to which I ascribe a great deal of value.

The passage of time has never particularly impressed me.

Each day to me is the same as the last; full of the same routine potential.

And yet, I still wanted to mark the occasion, somehow.

It just seemed like the right thing to do.

It just seemed...


I don't know.

Tuesday, December 18, 2012

"One failed attempt at a shoe bomb and we all take off our shoes at the airport. Thirty-one school shootings since Columbine and no change in our regulation of guns."

- John Oliver

This is a bit of a straw man argument, but it still presents a very salient point. The only thing keeping us from taking action about gun-related violence is America's embarrassingly outdated interpretation of the second amendment.

Monday, December 17, 2012

"As goes the future of NASA, so too goes the future of this nation."

- Neil deGrasse Tyson

Please watch this video. This is an important discussion that needs to be had.

Thursday, December 13, 2012

"You carry in your gaze a sadness beyond your years."

"I'm sorry. I try to hide it."

"You do a terrible job."


"No, don't apologize. If everyone's eyes were as honest as yours, the world would be a much more comfortable place."


"Don't bother. What would you like to drink?"

Wednesday, December 12, 2012

The next time that you find yourself tempted to believe that humanity will never learn to work together, stop and consider the fact that automobile traffic works at all.

Thursday, December 6, 2012


Even after all this time.

Her absence resounds like tin plates crashing through delicate panes of glass.


Even after...

Even after all this time.

Even after all this resignation.

Even after all these bottles.

Even after all these nights.


Even after all this time.

Sunday, December 2, 2012

I can see the thoughts.

I can see them there, staring at me from behind my eyes.

Corporeal, almost; as tangible as the pen clutched carefully between my fingers.

I can see how they connect.

Like strands of data running from one idea to the next.

Pointing to each other; telling me exactly what to do.

And yet...I can't organize them.

They just sit there, complete; waiting to be conveyed.

And that is where they stay.

Trapped in the stagnation of this perpetual distraction.

Trapped, but waiting patiently.

Waiting patiently for their host to recover his motivation.