I’m helping my mother move from my ancestral demesne this week. I feel little sorrow regarding the move from this particular home, the third of three I lived in when I lived in Fayette County; but a much deeper sense of loss regarding certain other places that have sentimental value to me. Of course, me [...]
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My dad died awhile back, on Wednesday, 19 January 2011. He was diagnosed with lung cancer in the latter half of 2010, had a lung removed, and then developed an untreatable infection. Don’t smoke, people. The Past Here’s the thing: shame though it may be, for me, my dad died one summer afternoon about 17 [...]
This image has been on my About page for years. Before that, as evidenced by the crinkly, thumbtack-bestabbed border of the photograph, it was on my bulletin board for years. It was taken at my first home, 514 Franklin Street, in Connersville, Indiana. There’s a special place in my heart for this photo, despite the [...]
When I was very small, the worst word I knew was “hate.” I could get smacked for using it too freely or inappropriately. Later, I was taught the typical truism “if you can’t say anything nice, don’t say anything.” Once I’d processed that by being required to sit in a chair and think about manners [...]
Since my library books and Amazon order haven’t arrived yet I started rereading David Cooper’s Existentialism last night. I picked this up at a table in the faculty building at Notre Dame many years ago. This was a very cool table. Profs would drop whatever books they no longer had a use for there for [...]
When I used to get sick and mom would take off a bit of work to care for me, I wouldn’t have much of an appetite. Often, I’d request ice cream, and, not getting it, would be told that I’m obviously not that sick if I want to eat ice cream. A compromise was usually [...]
After my run yesterday I went to Dave’s and made myself a salad and grabbed a Braeburn apple. It was what my body was craving, so apparently I needed some iron [the majority of the leafy greens were spinach] and sundry other ruffage. It disappeared in no time. When I was working over the summer [...]
Today my cat Calvin is getting euthanized. I’m okay with that, since he is withering away, incontinent and likely senile. He’s lived a life that any cat would be proud of and I’m going to tell you about it. We don’t know exactly how old Calvin is because he adopted us. Or, to be completely [...]
In which Adam talks about the original 8 bit Nintendo Entertainment System.
When I have offspring they shall not play the banal form of concentration that most of us played when we were knee high to a grasshopper. They shall play Set. This is a matching game that gives your brain a serious workout. A set is determined by grouping three cards according to four different categories [...]
My first dog was a beagle that I named Rosie. She was the best dog ever; even if she wasn’t trained all that well. She used to roam around downtown Connersville when we lived in town, and she got knocked up by some deadbeat dad of a terrier. So she was a rough kind of [...]
When I was at St. Gabriel’s for elementary school we would always put on a Christmas program right before Christmas break. This was a big to-do; weeks and weeks were spent in preparation for it. Each class had its own set of songs to sing, arranged by our music teacher.
When I was a very small child, I took swimming lessons at the public pool. I assume there was some trepidation on my part, but learn to swim I sort of did, at the shallow end of the pool. However, as part of the coursework, we had to jump off the diving board at the [...]
Some memories worth remembering from my high school days. This is by no means an exhaustive list. Not available in all areas. Void where prohibited.
I might have talked about this before, lord knows I’ve thought about it enough times. I don’t remember. This could be normal forgetting, unsurety of whether I’ve discussed this before, or something sinister and hidden. This sort of gives me the willies. Thinking about it that is. It begins, like so many other things, when [...]
My first friend was also my first girlfriend, apparently. Leila lived next door, with her grandparents, the imposing Kerrigans, but only during the summers. She was older than me and sometimes we would play Soap Opera.
i went to the Notre Dame Young Alumni Happy Hour last night and met a few other graduates. typically, i was the youngest, but i’ve always gotten along with those older than myself so it was no big deal. and now today i am driving to south bend in approximately two hours to see my [...]
The night before last was nearly sleepless for me. Typically I have almost complete control over what I dream about, even unto nightmares. Yet Monday night, I had quite uncomfortable dreams, and I am not certain why they were so uncomfortable. Every dream I had, and when ever and where ever it took place, my [...]
my first truly personal experience with antique furniture was during potty training. my potty chair was this tiny wooden seat with a hole in it. inside the hole was a porcelain chamber pot. in back of the seat was a little door which gave access to the chamber pot. it also had a pullover restraint/table [...]
Senior Year was by far my best year of college. My grades were superb, I had a room all to myself, the football team under the new tutelage of Tyrone Willingham, was 10-2, and to crown it all off, the fencing team won the national championship, and I get a ring out of it! It [...]
this year was my second best in college, mostly due to being on the fencing team, which let me expel my – excess – energies. i also declared my majors, Anthropology and Film & Television, and got firmly into the swing of my classes. First semester I got a pity D in my Classical Greek [...]
This is supposed to be the toughest year of college, and in terms of intellectual growth that rings true. Although personal/social growth would also top this list if not for my Junior year. That comes later however. I suppose I was a bit scared about going to college and living in an 8′ x 14′ [...]
my weblog is one year old today. and i was 2-1 fencing today. But more importantly, the Space Shuttle Columbia disintegrated on reentry today. For no good reason, i have a strong emotional attachment to the space program and NASA. i didn’t hear about this until long after it happened. i hate it. when i [...]
i used to be an altar boy. a damn good one at that, i knew what needed to be done at exactly what time and i knew all of the foibles of the priest i helped out. it was dreadfully boring. i did however gain the ability to keep a totally emotionless face for an [...]
about twelve years ago my favorite activity consisted of something i called ‘creeking.’ about 300 yards from my house, down a ravine and through a bit of new growth woodland, you came upon the not very impressive Little William’s Creek. not impressive unless you are a ten year old boy. it was around 25 feet [...]
my last home game as a senior at Notre Dame has just ended. right now i am sobbing my eyes out. no longer will i be able to experience the unity and spirit of the student section at a home game as a member of the student body. as much as i have hated it [...]
well i drove 4 hours home today. i’ll officially be here for three weeks although i am going to spend some time in Chicago. as soon as i got home i began ‘nesting’ as my mother calls it, going through all of my stuff and running around in circles like a dog does to assert [...]
my writing has started to change in many subtle ways. it is becoming less rigid in structure and less angst filled in content. perhaps i am finally getting a sense of perspective and a useful outlet for whatever wisdom i have gained during my time on this mortal coil. only problem is, i still don’t [...]