Conference Rooms
The conference room I’m inhabiting tonight looks exactly how I imagined the conference room from the workout scene in Tom Wolfe’s A Man in Full.
The conference room I’m inhabiting tonight looks exactly how I imagined the conference room from the workout scene in Tom Wolfe’s A Man in Full.
We can put a man on the moon and eradicate smallpox, but we can’t mount a hotel shower head high enough for anyone over 5-7 to use it.
4 years ago today, I took my very very very very very pregnant wife to Piedmont Hospital so they could encourage my first son to finally make his appearance. He stayed hunkered down, naked for the next eight hours, much like your average Atlanta convenience store robbery suspect, until finally the Obstetrics SWAT team moved in to end the stand off.
I cried like a baby, but managed not to pass out.
Today, I look at his baby pictures and automatically think I’m looking at pictures of my 14 month old second son. They have a family resemblance, sure, but don’t look all that much alike. I’m a bad father.
Happy birthday to my (not) so little guy.
I’m curious to see what having one less villain will do for some people’s world view.
I was awoken by work tonight with this news, oh and a certain news website’s mobile site is down…
Sending love to everyone in the deep south today. I grew up living in fear of unpredictable tornadoes (…a fear that has now transfered to earthquakes). I spent many a spring night sleeping in our basement, riding out storms, and awakening to the sounds of chainsaws removing debris from the…
I don’t remember sleeping in the basement as my little sister does, but then again I once slept through a tree limb coming through my bedroom window. Nonetheless, I approve this sentiment.
Exciting huh? Just to not annoy people, I’ll not forward this to twitter, etc.