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Slow Your Roll, Son

September 5, 2013


This summer, I’ve taken an unexpected affinity to fishing. On average, I’ve gone twice a month, all season long. Don’t get me wrong, I’m pretty mediocre at it. I’ve caught maybe half a dozen to sub-10 in total. But I enjoy it. In fact, I’ve gone solo 90% of the time. Give me my Pandora, a cool breeze, favorable weather and maybe a decent cigar and I’m good to go. I sit there attentively for 4-5 hours, waiting for a proper bite to reel in my prize. It’s time consuming, but revitalizing for me.

Ever since I was a young child, I’ve been told that I am a patient individual. I think it reflects my general demeanor. I’m typically laid back, I don’t get too concerned if things don’t go to plan immediately, and I pride myself in my ability to adjust on the fly (The biggest deviation is when I have to wait in line for something. I hate standing in line to make a purchase). But when I look back over the past few months, I’m beginning to see an overarching theme that has intensified recently; and it seems to have it’s origins going back the better part of a decade.

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August 4, 2013

You’re all I want,
You’re all I need,
You’re everything, everything.

Would you tell me,
How could it be,
Any better than this?

eProp For Your Thoughts

March 12, 2013

I’m home sick today, victim to a possibly unholy matrimony of the cold and allergies (the latter is something of a presumptive self-diagnosis). So the extra time in bed allows me the luxury of blogging. Yay.


The Brosephinas

A friend (waddup @esmham!) took the above candid photo this past weekend and I Instagrammingly loved it. The picture is of a few old friends and I, intensely staring at our smartphones. Why? No we weren’t Snapchatting or Instagramming or Facebooking or Tweeting or even texting.

We were reading each other’s old, deserted blogs – the Blogspots and Xangas of yesteryear, when life was earned one eProp at a time. For the uninitiated, Blogspot and Xanga were some of the earlier blogging services to catch on, at least in my social circle as a youth – and I imagine, for you many of you as well.

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Two Thirds The Man I Used to Be

February 26, 2013

July 2010 vs December 2012

I’ve been putting this post off for a while. I’m not really sure why, but perhaps it’s cause I don’t want to come across as if I’m bragging. I’m really not. Rather, I just want to share one particular aspect of my life that has been slowly changing over the course of the past two years. Long story short, I once maxed out at a weight of 238 lbs. I’m now in the sub-160 area, with my lowest thus far being 158. That’s a loss of roughly a third of my old weight, hence the title of the post.

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Farewell, Earl

February 2, 2013

Earl, as I’ll always remember him.

“Farewell” is a term I am typically uncomfortable uttering. To me, the connotation of the phrase has a heavy degree of finality. It’s said only when there is nothing else to say, except that you hope the other person fares well because you won’t be able to witness it happen.

Last night I received word that a young friend had passed away – succumbing to injuries from an auto accident. Earl was someone I knew since he was a kid, he was in the youth group of the church that I used to serve at. But his life on Earth ended at the age of 19 yesterday… he didn’t even get to grow out of his teen years.

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