Tag: Pretending to be an old man

25 Goals For My 25th Year

Turns out, I’m aging, at least by your crude human measurements. I’ve spent twenty-four “years” on this warm rock in space and, barring any surprises tomorrow, am about to embark on my twenty-fifth. A quarter century complete, feels fairly monumental by caveman standards. Is everything after this just a victory lap? Or is it time for some kind of age-related…

Nostalgia, We Meet Again

I spend a good deal of time thinking about nostalgia. More than anything else in life, I think it’s what’s holding us back. On a personal or national level, we can’t help but wistfully recall past events and, however unconsciously, seek to relive them. Why plow blindly into the future when you can fixate on the memorable moments of yesteryear?…

Coffee Saturday

Today is Coffee Saturday. Days should have themes. Nothing so grand as a traditional holiday, though. Not like Christmas or Thanksgiving or Columbus Day, where you have to bring smallpox with you wherever you go. A subtle, personal theme, different for every individual. Coffee Saturday. Comic Book Sunday. Milk Monday. Running Errands Tuesday. Talk to Somebody New Wednesday. Go Home…