Alright, here’s the deal. Did I ever tell you I want to be famous? Well, okay, so that’s not true. I’m a bit of an introvert and would hate to don a disguise just to go to the grocery store. But I do want my words to be read from across the globe. I want to know that what I’ve written has inspired others to be better, to work harder, to live closer to the contented life.
And, my work of works, the consummation of my rhetorical genius, the ultimum effectum of awesomeness will be revealed in just a few short months.
The time has nearly come–the crowning accomplishment of four years worth of non-too-few hundred hours of hammering at a keyboard, the result of countless tears and head-banging. Read more »
I’m too busy to write this post.
I’ve got too many YouTube videos to watch. I’ve got too many political articles to read. I’ve got too many dollar theater movies to see. I’ve got Facebook feeds to follow, instagram pictures to like, and Netflix series’ to binge watch.
So, obviously I’m too busy.
Right. Read more »
I don’t normally do this. Like, ever.
I’m a religious fellow. God believer and all that. But this blog is home to religious and non-religious alike, so I try not to allow my faith to alienate those who believe otherwise.
I’m also an American. A large chunk of my audience is non-American.
And yet today is my nation’s Independence Day. How can I not be American today?
And since I’m being proudly American, can I not be proudly religious?
But stay with me, non-Christians, Buddhists, Atheists, and Muslims. Stick around Australians, French, and Polynesians.
I’m hoping there’s a message for everyone here. Read more »
Foreign. Alien. Must adapt. Can’t adapt.
The most impossible adjustment ever. Within a week, I’d gone from ultimate freedom to this.
I was a missionary. I sat in my apartment, unclipping and re-clipping my name-tag. A constant mold stench permeated the building. The brown laminate of the kitchen looked like a bad remodeling job from the 1960s. The air was hot, cooled by nothing but a circular fan that coughed when you plugged it in.
“Let’s go,” my missionary companion said. I’d never met the guy before yesterday. Blond hair. Short. From Utah.
A stranger. Yet this stranger would become my only companion for the next three months. 24 hours a day. 7 days a week.
My only privacy was my trips to the bathroom. And even then, I could sometimes hear his breath through the paper-thin walls.
I hated it. This wasn’t home. Read more »
So this post may be a bit different from what I normally do. Typically, I share a story and some “Lesson Learned,” or other moral on living the good life. Well, today’s a bit different because I’m sharing a bunch of stories.
Like, ten for the price of one. We are talking about saving money, after all.
I suppose this is a continuation, of sorts, of a previous blog post. In it, I said I’d had enough. I was sick of being decades from my dream of owning my own Walden. I was sick of watching my kids grow wondering whether they’d move out of the house just as I’d finally earned enough cash to invest in my cabin home.
And I made a promise.
I will spend no money except on the essentials. No going out to eat. No play money. No money for the movies. No trips to the fair or the museum.
Don’t think you can do it? Neither did I. Read more »