Have You Met My Friend Jack?

“I’ve got news for you pal, you ain’t leading but two things right now: Jack and shit… and Jack just left town”.  – From Army of Darkness. While not exactly the most elegant quote, someone in a meeting used a variation of that one the other night – that there were only two things he knew out there while drinking…

I Expect You To Read This

I’ve done it again. There you were,  seamlessly switching between The History of The Stapler on Discovery, playing Mega Extreme Chinese Checkers online and munching on your fourth tepid tofu taquito, when BOOM!  There it was – I put an expectation on you.  Huh?  Where did that come from, you ask, licking the lumpy guac…

Uncle Miguel

My uncle Miguel was the only uncle I had and knew.  He was my mother’s brother and that was absolutely it in the direct uncle / aunt department.  Lots of families I knew were resplendent with cousins and other extended family. My family has always been a tiny clan, and so while we may have saved…

Dodging And Burning…Or Life Can’t Be Photoshopped.

I really used to be into photography – back when chemicals and darkrooms and countless hours developing paper in washes and acids was exciting and yet painfully tedious.  No “erase” buttons on the cameras back then.  Just hoping that the f Stops and depths-of-field were correct.  Bracket shots just in case.  Have lots of film…

Oh Dear Me

[Warning – have your finger on the “ignore”, “next” or “whatever” buttons on your keyboard, phone or carrier pigeons.  I am not sure of what other people’s method of communication is these days, but I am assuming that it’s not winged, but I don’t want to be exclusive.  Just all-inclusive, like those Dominican Republican resort…

The Chronicles of Bar-Nia

Stories. We all have them.  We all keep them.  We all share them.  We all play them over, peer at them with new specs, dig deep to find the truths, shudder at the naughty and embarrassing bits.  We cry at them.  We laugh at them.  We poke and prod them.  We hide them.  We cherish…

Why I Sober Blog

I imagine if you asked everyone in the sober blogging community why it is that they started their journey in the blogosphere, you would get answers as varied and as revealing as their own blogs are.  It is clear that the sober blogging community is a small and yet ever changing body.  It’s something that…

Roll Call aka Giving It Up For My Fellow Peeps

I love blogging.   But what I love even more is reading other blogs.  I love hearing other people’s stories, hearing about their struggles (current and past) and reading about how they are overcoming them or how they dealt with them in the past.  No two stories are alike – circumstances vary, and we all…

Sing Your Life

“But before you go Can you look at the truth ?  You have a lovely singing voice A lovely singing voice” “Sing Your Life” – Morrissey We all have a story. Scream it. Whisper it. Scrawl it on the wall. We all have a story. The power of storytelling is the power of humanness and…

Swept

I mentioned in this space about the Cleaning Piece III exercise I was engaged in, which was simply not to say anything negative about anyone for three straight days.  Like the good alcoholic that I am, I couldn’t leave a simple thing alone, and amped up the challenge (see? it was an exercise at first, then…