One thing I’ve been guilty of for my whole life (and still am, time to time) is getting angry for no reason. The problem here is that emotions are contagious. Especially to people weaker than you. The stoic redwood, yeah he’ll be fine. The three kids who see you knock over a tip jar because
Longest drive I’ve ever done was 11 hours, going across a good chunk of the country. It was a vacation, so I was excited, and even though every mile looked like the last, I didn’t mind the drive. When I had my last job, I had a 20 minute commute. Not bad, all things considered.
When I was younger, I used to always ask successful people: “Have any advice?” I thought it was a good question. I was looking for something I could learn, from some who knew it. Looking back, this is a terrible question. Learn from my mistake. It’s like asking: “What’s Europe like?” Do you mean the food,
Cliff-diving, t-minus 2 hours. An old quarry was turned into the Deliverance version of a public pool. The rope swing was a rotten log with a tattered, green rope at the end of it and probably a few old bodies on the bottom of the quarry. If you could reach, toes off the rocks, you
I wrote a book about cheese a few years ago. Why cheese? Because every book had so much fluff, just words that doesn’t mean anything. “The flavor dances on your palate like a pfffff…” And they all were terribly designed (bad design is a pet peeve of mine). Do you know what the difference between