I do not accept the notion that such "places" exist. It makes no sense to me, that there are places we end up after death, and our destination is based on the decisions we make in life. These decisions made during a short period of time, are supposed…
Tyler is 20, Kaitlyn 17, Brooklyn 15 and Travis 14 and reflecting on this, I can't help but think.... Our kids are perfect. I'm biased, sure, but also correct. Lindsey and I never changed who we are to appeal to societal norms or religious commons or…
You don't need this pattern. But sometimes it makes everything cleaner. Lets first review various scenarios we all have seen, that could take advantage of a different way to handle things. Order checkout: Validate cart → Reserve inventory → Charge payment → Create order record → Send confirmation. Each step has a…
Sammy was a black cat. Maybe ours, maybe the neighborhood's. I never got clarity on that. What I know is he greeted me every day in the backyard. Sometime around first grade, Sammy froze to death outside. I remember crying. Not the performative kind. The kind where your…
0:00 /3:01 1× 3 years ago: Continued from last year ---- Mom, with every breath I still take, I've come to recognize that I recall your presence at the time the heavens were ready, 3 years ago. I want you to know that I can wait…
Three years ago today, I had a near death experience. I've written about it every year since. Sewing quilts of memories, that is all we leave behind, the station is coming. This poem below, The Station, is an altered version I wrote, of a poem I discovered in…
This movie felt like I was watching a real life scooby-doo mixed with wedding crashers writers trying to M. Night Shyamalan and Rob Zombie you in one go. give it 0 broken beach rafts out of 10. WTF was this.…
You smile for them. The mask holds. Your truth stays buried and so you continue. You walk past me, handing your insecurities to others like offerings, tried to climb through me, fed them lies like currency, made your moves in boardrooms and hallways, and still, nothing shifted. But behind closed…
I enjoyed the monolithic application life. Everything in one place. Gulp files grouping and compiling assets in the same location where my backend dependencies were managed. HTML templates with Backbone.js and Mustache in another directory. Entity mappings right next to the authentication service. Deployment was easy. One platform, replaces…
Interstellar didn't help. The universe stays unknowable and I've stopped asking it to be otherwise. Vast doesn't begin. Complex insults it. Somewhere out there something moves that has never needed a name. I don't need to know how. I don't…