The Last of the Old Guard

I was taking a nap today with my son. Was nice, a little long but we were both warn out and we both tend to take pretty strong naps when we lay next to each other. When I woke up I just felt really odd. Rested but odd. My brain had been stretched pretty damn thin lately and if felt like something else was just resting on that frayed cable that was once my sanity. As I often do when I just get up, I checked my laptop and saw I had a message from my mom.

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50 Shades of Spider-Man


Recently, there has been a ton of talk about Spider-Man being portrayed by a white actor in the new Marvel movie “Captain America: Civil War” and I wanted to weigh in on it. Especially after WIRED decided to go after Marvel on their choice. I’m assuming the internet is short on opinions so I wanted to throw mine into the pile. Continue reading

Parma Heights being Parma Heights

This is one of those many times when I’m blogging about something that bother’s me and I think “well what was I expecting?” I’ll get to that part later, trust me. But I know. I’m in the future also.

Me, the wife, and my son went to the Parma Heights public pool on opening weekend the other week. It had just reopened and we were excited to hit that place up and get our little guy swimming. Then, we got there. Continue reading

The Frayed Rope

In class we had an assignment in which we were supposed to come up with a short story based off a writing prompt. For this one, the prompt was to write a story that features suspense centered around a rope that was slowly snapping without focusing the story entirely on it. This is what I came up with. It’s a fucking bummer, but I still love it. It reminds me a lot of things I felt in my childhood. Enjoy(?).

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Dreaming to the Center of the Earth

A dream I had last night:

I was laying on the couch in my tiny condo. It was day time. Light was shining in through the windows as the blinds were up. I think I was taking a nap.

Suddenly there was a vibration. The house started to shake a bit. Things fell off the wall, the needles on the little pine we have left over from Christmas scattered everywhere. Then I was hit with this feeling like I was on an elevator going down. Continue reading