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I’m In the Home Stretch…

…Sorta

Remember when I wrote this?

I don’t blame you if you don’t. That was a while ago!

To be honest, I don’t remember all of it either. Especially the part where I said I would move all of the my old articles to WordPress within four of five months.

Life has a funny way of getting in the way of things you want to do, doesn’t it?

Of course, I never anticipated having so many entries. There were over three hundred of them.

I have about eighty left.

A good chunk of them are Hai-Kuul requests.

I’m not going to promise a deadline.

Given the fact that I have a new boss in the house, my time is no longer my own.

So close!

Hai-Kuul – April 22, 2007

Little Boys and T-Ball (Requested by Courtney-O)
They look so funny
With their tiny sized bodies
Swinging a large bat


Ireland or Cancun? (Requested by Courtney-O)
A tough decision
Choosing between sun-kissed sand
Or fine alcohol


Stupid Diets (Requested by Courtney-O)
Why does the best food
Seem to taste like old cardboard
In the face of sweets?




*Remember, you can submit a topic to inspire your very own Haiku Poem by clicking here. You can read about Hai-Kuul here.

Drop Your Reds Drop Your Greens and Blues

It’s amazing how such a sweet life change can make hearing bad news even worse.

What the hell is wrong with some people in this world?

They Say It Changes You. They’re Right.

Exceeding Expectations

What a rollercoaster week it has been.

It started off as a fast (yet controlled) car trip to a hospital, and is now an ongoing adventure.

A good portion of my life before this point has been spent thinking about this very thing.

But no matter how much you read about it, or mentally prepare for it, I belive there is a part of it that you will never, ever be able to understand until long after it has happened.

That path to that understanding is an adventure.



You Think You Know Someone…

I am immensely proud of Mrs. J.

I am in awe of what she did and consequently, have even more respect for all of my female friends who have kids.

I could take all of the pain I’ve ever had in my life, and wrap it all into one moment, and I doubt that it is interest on the tax of the pain that my wife went through.


But if you ask her for her opinion, she would tell you that it was all worth it.

The Sun Rose Twice Today

What a roller coaster of a day.

Many people have sent us wonderful notes, but this one, from my friend Nick, always gets me…


Hallow your name to the reverberate hills
And make the babbling gossip of the air
Cry out ‘Olivia!’

– Shakespeare’s Twelfth Night
I.v.261-263


The planet was feeling a bit nicer when I woke up this morning. Now I know why.

Nicholas Rice