Tag: Friends

Who Are You, and Why Should I Care?

I guess it’s a function of maturity, but I don’t care about internet trolls anymore. Back in 2011, a troll on twitter started up a fight with a physician whom I admire. The physician wasn’t paying attention to his crude remarks — including a photoshopped image of her — so he was lashing out in a very weird way. When…

Good Night, Good Dog

Callisto, the wonderful dog we adopted seven years ago, passed away peacefully after a short battle with disease. She leaves a dog-shaped hole in our hearts as she was very much our daughter. My wife and I wished she could have stuck around to meet the baby, but the universe has a funny way of balancing equations. One life leaves…

I quit Facebook (for a month)

It might be a little weird that I quit Facebook tonight instead of, say, back in September when classes started. That’s the way it is with most addictions: We recognize the problem and think on it for months before we act on it. Though some people do act faster, most of us weigh our options for a while, trying to rationalize…

Two Lonely Dogs

Two lonely dogs sat by the entrance to the cemetery. Whether they were guarding it or there waiting for the return of their deceased masters, I don’t know. But they helped make the ambiance a lot more tolerable.

“Two There Are Always…”

When I went to Houston for my birthday half marathon back in January, I managed to forgo the pain and cramping and drive down to Corpus Christi to see my good friend Heather and her family. (The story of Heather and I is worthy of its own blog, I swear.) Young Gabriel is very much into soccer. I would like…