The Blah Blahs and the Yada Yadas

I was raised a Catholic. But I was also encouraged to think, so I guess I turned out ok. As a kid, the concept of God was easy to understand. Childhood was peppered with movies and stories that had black and white concepts of good and bad. The hero was the kindhearted, strong-willed, family loving, [...]

Over the past few years, my parents have been urging me to rake up some cash every month, gather it into a pile, and burn it. Rather a weird request, but they were quite gung-ho about it. They even offered to put up the money if I came short. It wasn’t part of some bizzare [...]

History repeats itself. And around here, we create our own history. For people who are not used to how my parental household works, I’d be shirking my duties as an author if I don’t outline the rituals at home.
For my part, my own personal routine is simple in it’s three pronged structure -

To watch movies [...]