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One Man’s Dream (Part 1)

  • January 11, 2018
One Man’s Dream (Part 1)

It was somewhere in Columbia, Pennsylvania, near the Susquehanna River, when I remember watching “The Skeleton Dance,” and “Night On Bald Mountain.” I don’t know if I was sitting on the floor or living room sofa, but I remember dancing skeletons, flying demons, and swirling ghosts all around us.

Memory is a tricky mechanism. Still, I chuckle as I recall that soon after my mother left my dad she became woefully obsessed over his bi-weekend, 80s horror movie marathons with me and my stepsister. As if an animated, satanic alternative was somehow more Christian. Though, one could argue, watching Jason Voorhees smash a coed’s face through a bathroom mirror with such force it embossed the adjoining, aluminum trailer wall in Friday the 13th part… whatever… does leave an impression on a young mind. Read more

I Went Looking for Feelz… and Boy Did I Find Them

  • April 6, 2017
I Went Looking for Feelz… and Boy Did I Find Them

Just Not Where I Thought

Yet again, it’s late (or early) and I’m on the interwebs. I had a somewhat remarkable day with an inspiring client conversation and another with an old friend. Sprinkle in a meaningful social media interaction and my sentimental ass went to YouTube seeking some “feelz” videos to close it out. I just wanted a good cry and fall asleep.

Well… that didn’t happen. Read more