Sexual Innuend-NO!
I was raised in a conservative Baptist home. My parents never spoke of “sex”
Diary Entries
I ran into a friend from high school … maybe
Dear Diary, Today I ran into an old friend from high school … maybe I was driving through El Cajon on a small side street while I was on the phone with my grandma. She was talking to me about grandma things (i.e. how busy her day was because she paid one bill) when IRead more
Assisted Living Apocalypse
Dear Diary, I witnessed the coming of the apocalypse … well, I witnessed what it would FEEL like to be at the coming of the apocalypse. My four oldest sons and I were visiting my grandmother at her apartment. To be specific, it’s an assisted living facility for senior citizens who are mostly able toRead more
Gideon’s journal – Great Naked Freedom Escape
Today I ALMOST escaped my oppressive bondage! Here is the tale of how I almost tasted freedom! The day started off normal enough, I was instructed to cover up my squishy and jiggly bits with clothes. This routine chore seems so important to the big people. So, I indulged their irrational demands and found someRead more
A Strangers “Problem”
Dear Diary, Sometimes strangers suck you into their world and expose you to their … “problems”. I was walking to my truck in a fairly busy parking lot the other day. While on my phone, I noticed with my peripheral that directly ahead of me was a large friendly looking individual with a bright redRead more
A day of crossfit
Dear Diary, There was a time a couple friends of mine convinced me to join them for a crossfit workout … it didn’t go well … I was making great progress through a gauntlet of man makers, dead lifts and all sorts of unreasonable punishment … and by great progress I mean barely completely themRead more
Toddler Sunrise
Dear Diary, I was deeply involved in a now-forgotten dream. My weekend slumber was free of stress as even my sub-conscious seemed undeniably aware of the absence of any set alarm clocks. Then suddenly, SMACK! A tiny hand came down hard on the left side of my face. I was ripped from my wonderful andRead more
Captain Poopypants thinks I’m cute
Dear Diary, Sometimes I’m wrong … like REALLY wrong, and I deeply hate it! Once during my time as the manager for the low-income hotel, I was having a conversation with a coworker when I was interrupted by a very loud and very unusual noise. I left the conversation to check out the lobby whenRead more
I felt like Wile E. Coyote
Dear Diary, There was a day where raising chickens made me feel like Wile E. Coyote… My time as an egg rancher had provided my feeble body with a few benefits. No, it didn’t get me in shape. No, it didn’t …. well, whatever else you are wondering about that would matter to normal people.Read more
Invisible hammers and couch beds
Dear Diary, When life gives you invisible hammers, make couch beds. I was working at the low-income hotel, in the middle of another hectic day of trying to solve problems for an excessive number of people. Ronald approached the front desk with a demeanor of defeat and frustration. He had been by several times recently,Read more