Last year, I wrote an extensive post reflecting on 2005, comparing individual events to quotes from the movie Coming to America. Yeah, it made sense… well, it didn’t really, but it was one of the most viewed posts on the site. Seriously, I have no idea what you guys want.
Every so often – especially at this time – I’ll stumble across a news item that will just stop me in my tracks… get the eyes welling… crank up the ol’ tear ducts. Usually, it’s about a guy who fixes bikes for hundreds of needy kids. Or, it’s a woman who feeds the homeless out of her own kitchen day after day.
Recently, the world lost a great single guy. My boy, Matt, took the plunge and got married, leaving me happy and excited that he’s found his soulmate and blah blah blah. But, it also left me without the perspective of a single guy living on the edge… dating a skein of girls… never once thinking past the next date.
In the course of writing this blog, I have really bared my soul. I’ve talked about my hopes, my fears, my family, the fact that I once owned a Tesla album… Now, I’m going to let everyone in on one more skeleton in the ol’ closet. I like Broadway musicals. Ok, that looks weird in print, so I’ll modify that a bit… I often enjoy the music from many Broadway musicals. Read more…
