I talk about my diet, my new speedo, and starting NaNoWriMo.
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I discuss the benefits of my new diet, and how I plan to make it work.
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I give an in-depth overview of my new diet.
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A couple of personal heroes come to surprise me on my birthday and my mind is blown.
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What happens when you meet all your heroes? What happens when your personal celebrities turn out to be people, just like you? What happens when you realize how little stands between you and anyone in the world you respect? I have met both of my two long-term heroes in the past three weeks. After years [...]
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I feel incredibly low. Its like those ads for anti-depressants on television. The ones where a stick-figure character is frowning for no apparent reason. A daisy pops up in front of their face, and they just brush it away. A little dog stick-figure comes prancing along, and they just frown even harder. That’s how I [...]
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0% APR emotional financing for four months. That’s the offer I was given, and now I’m having to pay for it. I, and everybody else around thought I was handling my mother’s death quite well until the memorial this weekend. Now its hit me over the head. Flying back to Maui put me back into [...]
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Roughly 150 close friends of my mothers were at her memorial yesterday. They knew each other as dancers, as patients of my mom, as old friends, or as family. But each of us saw, when we looked into each others eyes, an element of my mom inside. “Salaam” translated from the Arabic language to mean, [...]
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The following is the complete speech I gave at my mom’s memorial today: I remember being 4 years old, lying in bed next to my mom. She was telling me stories to help me sleep. “Mom”, I asked her, “is magic real?” She thought for a moment, “of course it is.” I sat up in [...]
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There’s no wifi in this church. I’m sitting in the space that will house my mom’s final party. So many people are coming to see her, I predict a standing-room only crowd will fill up its pews. I don’t want to help out. I don’t want to arrange flowers, or set up the audio-visual system. [...]
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