Remember that whole thing yesterday about sometimes having my vocabulary dumbed down to an average of 4.5 letters per word? Yeah. 😦 Regression. Ugh. Today was rough. I spent a good chunk of the day today trying to get the huge job done that's been getting postponed for weeks and weeks because of problems getting … Continue reading 2020-03-31 — Some Days… Ugh.

Hi y'all. 🙂 Happy Monday. 🙂 As I sit in my recliner in my bedroom writing this, I hear the patter of the rain on the roof above me. I love Arkansas rain storms. Anyway, last night I had one of those great dreams where I've found a fabulous woman, and things are going great. … Continue reading 2020-03-30 — Of Transmissions and Raindrops

2020-12-31 — Of Taxes and Resolutions 2020-12-30 — And Then There Was Only One 2020-12-29 — Half Full, Half Empty 2020-12-28 — Like the Old Days 2020-12-27 — Hanging On 2020-12-26 — Try Again Tomorrow 2020-12-25 — The Outward-Facing Life 2020-12-24 — Of Gloves and Axes 2020-12-23 — Call Me S-Corp 2020-12-22 — Another Day … Continue reading 2020 Journal Entries

I always want everything to be perfect. Take this blog, for example: I wanted to finish my mini autobiographical sketches before I moved on to these daily journal posts and before I started writing about the things that were what this blog was supposed to be about from the beginning--the thought-provoking and inspiring posts (and … Continue reading 2020-03-29 — A Bit of Reflection

I remember walking down the steps of the Salt Lake airport to meet those who'd gathered to welcome me home from having served a mission for the LDS church. It was a good little reunion to see everyone again. I'm sure a little surreal after more than 2 years as a missionary away from family … Continue reading The Provo, Utah Years, Pt. 2 (’03-’05)

There's a movie that came out many years ago called "The Best Two Years" that is intended for Mormon audiences. The title is derived from the fact that so many missionaries have described their experience as missionaries as "the best two years of their lives." For me, my mission was hard, perhaps two of the … Continue reading The Mission Years (’01-’03)

I moved back to Murray, UT and back with my mother in January of the year 2000 having turned my life around, so to speak. I'd left drugs. I'd left stealing. I was doing better with my sex addiction issues, I think. I was trying to be as straight arrow as a person could fly. … Continue reading The Murray, Utah Years, Pt. 2 (’00)

I believe it was November 1997 when the money to keep me in the Utah Boy's Ranch ran out, necessitating my departure. Since my mom was a single working parent and less able to keep tabs on me (at least that's what I'm assuming was the rationale), I was sent to live with my dad … Continue reading The Provo, Utah Years, Pt. 1 (’97-’99)

I don't remember exactly how long I lived at the Utah Boy's Ranch. I think it was about 2 1/2 months. I remember the day I got there, though. I was stoned... as usual. I remember I had tears rolling down my face when they cut my long hair off shortly after I arrived. I … Continue reading The Utah Boy’s Ranch (’97)

(So... fare warning... some of what I've written below may be a bit strong for young people. You might want to read this before sharing it with children.) I love the mountains. I love that great escape--high above the rest of the world, far from "civilization"--an escape where I feel I can at least temporarily … Continue reading The Murray, Utah Years, Pt. 1 (’92-’97)