Some thoughts about sports, life, and memories of bowling.
I’m reading a Civil War biography on a Kindle, so this post is about both of these things. Makes sense.
Gathering thoughts on the Bears, Illini sports, COVID-19 things, and personal victories of 2020.
BAD SANTA (2003) Bad Santa is one of those I like to watch every couple years. There’s enough robust profanity, raunch, and unlikeable characters to slake my thirst for uncompromising low-brow humor, but the holiday spirit legitimately courses in the threads of this weird and sincerely unimportant movie. The main kid, whose almost-too-on-the-nose portrayal of…
Four years ago, I wrote a small and unmemorable piece just days after that election trying to restore some optimism and faith in those who were shaken up after Trump was elected President. In my office, a very diverse and progressive company, I vividly recall people walking around with tears in their eyes, others literally…
Hours after the Bears announced the trade up to draft their guy in Mitchell Trubisky, I did something I’ve only done one time before – bought the jersey of a Bears rookie. The first time I did it? Cedric Benson. Probably should’ve known better. I wore Mitch’s jersey with a reasonable amount of pride, even…
While it’s difficult to ponder being in one’s mid-30s in the year 2020 (in addition to being alive in 2020 at all; what a shit year), I am particularly grateful for the gradient of technology I grew up in. As a kid I got to experience the cruder era of home computing and the heyday…
As I’ve gotten older, change comes harder, and some days are a shockwave. The world keeps moving, our culture keeps changing, our society seems bleaker and bleaker, and I often feel powerless to process so much, let alone take part in all the necessary requirements of feeding, nurturing, and perpetuating all the external forces that…
Full disclosure: I’ve only played maybe an hour total of previous games in the Paper Mario series, so I’m in no way qualified to compare the experience of The Origami King to, say, The Thousand Year Door. I have, however, played and thoroughly enjoyed Super Mario RPG, which is the spiritual originator of the entire…
When I was a young’n, I’d frequent the local public library – one of the nearly 2000 across the country with Andrew Carnegie’s name – and occasionally would dip into the Adult Non-Fiction section, primarily for a certain category of books: A series of grimly black books on the supernatural, almost all of which concerned…
Finding the enthusiasm to write a new entry has been pretty difficult. With putting most of my energy toward my little (and expanded!) family, nursing a healing arm (oh yeah, I broke my elbow), and tolerating the overall bleakness that has lingered over 2020 like a damp cloud, I don’t have much vigor to spout…
Ten years ago or so, I was living with some of the dudes in my punk rock band in a house where the rainwater collected in pots and pans, the basement was full of beer and energy drinks, and a few birds nested in my bedroom windows. It was a wonderful time to make music,…
