Please Join Me on the Dark Side

There was a man who worked at Central Market in South Lake, Texas. His job was a little awkward. He wasn’t a cashier or a bagger or a stocker. He was an attendant. Every time I saw him, he was positioned where the shelves of chips met the end of the chocolate aisle, midway between…

Tonight, I sat amongst a crowd. One of many watching Trombone Shorty & Orleans Avenue bring their modern jazz stylings to the stage. The music opened up the night sky and the rain fell. In the quiet moments, they became one and the same, brass instrumentation set against the uneven rhythm of water drops on…

On Thursday, the company where I’m working had their big Christmas luncheon. I skipped it for some priceless alone time with a working computer and silence. Ah, what I can accomplish in forty minutes without distraction. Then- They came back. My current co-workers started flooding in and my time came to an end. Immediately, one…

People grow up. They choose to be “adult”. Too many stop playing. It’s sad. Everyone should own some toys. And not all of them should be sexual.