A small town is a bad place to have a nervous breakdown. I know this firsthand. Two years ago I was working part-time as a consultant for a firm that marketed causes I didn’t believe in. The more I learned about the causes, the slimier I felt. Every day when I went in to work, [...]
Archive for April, 2008
Small Town Nervous Breakdown
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged Friends, Insommnia, Life, neighbors, nervous breakdown, Personal, Small Town on April 30, 2008 | 2 Comments »
See Stick Run.
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged Family, Humor, Life, Love, Pets on April 24, 2008 | 1 Comment »
My daughter, Caroline, has a new pet stick. Denied any real pets in our house, she now takes inanimate objects under her wing to nurture and to love. This week, it’s a big stick. Her benevolence is adorable as she cuddles her orphan stick broken off cruelly from the mother tree and left alone in the [...]
One is the Loneliest Number
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged Chicago, Friends, Humor, Life, Loneliness, Seminars on April 21, 2008 | 4 Comments »
When I was living in Chicago, I went through a lonely period. All of my good friends had left the city to settle down elsewhere. I was working at this small ad agency that was going out of business. Almost everyone had been laid-off, so I didn’t even have cool co-workers to hang out with. [...]
Kindess in Isle 5
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged Grocery Store, Humor, Kindness, Obituary, Small Town on April 21, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
When you live in a small town, the store clerks, waitresses and mailpeople can take on a celebrity-like status. It’s funny, you don’t think of them as famous even though everyone knows who they are. Then one day, one of them dies and you find yourself in a strange state of disbelief — like when Anna Nicole Smith died.
There [...]
A Little Debut
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged Debut, Humor, Mayberry, Small Town on April 17, 2008 | 1 Comment »
Helloooo! This is my first posting.
Welcome to my take on the small things that happen in my small town. I know it’s a little cliche, all this small stuff (of which I never sweat, of course), but it’s all about perspective, right? Besides, if I can’t have some fun jabbering about life in Mayberry, then I’m heading [...]
