Friday, January 28, 2011 3:16:00 PM
It was the hot season, the period of my greatest discontent. Between the end of my miserable first year at university and the beginning of my new life at art school, I learned a few things:
• Jerry Springer is not the savior of lost souls.
• Television courtrooms should never be accused of showcasing thoughtful wisdom.
• Parents don’t always provide the right kind of encouragement, even if they do know best.
Wednesday, January 26, 2011 10:45:00 AM
While out driving the other day, I heard a commercial on the radio that piqued my interest. It wasn’t asking me to buy fast food, go spend money at a bar, or head to the mall for the biggest sale ever. It starts out sounding like a sports play-by-play, but instead of athletes scoring goals, it’s relaying nurses inserting IVs, and achieving “hat tricks”. It ends by saying, “If only nurses were valued the same way professional athletes are.”
Friday, January 21, 2011 8:17:00 AM
Have you ever noticed how much focus the world puts on the “mid-life crisis"? Whether it’s through pop culture, the rumor mill, or someone in your own life, you’ve been exposed to the cliché of people contemplating their own mortality, refusing to come to terms with middle age, and trying to gain back their care-free youth by getting an outrageous tattoo, buying a sports car, or marrying someone in the same age bracket as their own children.
Monday, January 10, 2011 2:23:00 PM
We all play this game. How would things be different if you could take a turn as God for a little while? I often imagine mischievous laughter coming from the heavens as so many of us fumble our way through life trying to discover the path to our success and happiness. So, because I’m in such a self-important mood today, I thought I’d share a little of my own musings.
Thursday, January 06, 2011 2:30:00 PM
The human heart is built for daring acrobatics.
Sometime between the soaring delirium caused by accidentally taking too much allergy medication, watching a Cirque du Soleil TV special, the walls twisting around me and suddenly falling asleep, I had this wacky revelation.
Trapeze artists—in all their shimmering, skintight-costumed glory—can teach us a lot about how to approach living. Hang with me as I explain.