Category: Journal

What a terrible nine months it’s been. There’s so much to write about, but I think for now I’m sticking to my current health nightmare. I’m currently in the hospital with a bone infection. Specifically the bones in the second and third toes of my right foot. I wrote a while back about the second-degree...

UPDATE: This got so much worse. From what I can tell, Gaiman is a serial abuser. Feel free to look up the Vulture article, I don’t feel like going into it. This isn’t a post to shit on Neil Gaiman. It’s also not a post to defend him. I’ve listened to all five episodes of...

It was a stupid move. Walking barefoot in July is a bad idea and when you have Type 2 diabetes, it’s a terrible one. And I knew better. And I’m done beating myself up over it. Mostly. It’s hard not to feel like a stupid dick when your wife has to change your dressing once...

So, Annette and I just barely got out of Cancun before Hurricane Beryl fucked things up for a lot of people. Here’s a story of escape in two pictures: Literally, I’ve never seen anything as impressive as a flight crew trying to get a plane off the ground before a hurricane hits. As they were...

Well. Following up from yesterday’s anxietygasm, it turns out there was actually a worse worst case scenario: Obviously that one’s beyond my control, so I’m able to resist beating myself up about it (obviously I could, but I’m better today). By the way, apparently hurricane season in Cancun is from June to November (#TheMoreYouKnow). If...

Something something something, clearing my throat (maybe I’ll rewrite this). DEATH A couple years ago I wrote this, and since then I’ve more or less been a hermit. It’s been a terrible few years. Two days after I wrote that, my dad died, which was mostly a relief, but still horrible. This is part of...