I wrote this when I was nineteen, or twenty. I forget. Anyway, I worked at The Galleria in Houston in retail sales at a now defunct clothing store. For those of you that have never been there, The Galleria has an ice rink on the bottom level, located amidst the stores and restaurants that line Floor One, it serves as not only a tourist attraction, but also a serious training facility. After the normal ice rink hours are over the rink is reserved for “personal” training. And, it’s not scrubs that skate there at that time… medaled Olympians have skated there. Continue reading
Judge Not, Lest You be Drunk
by Conflicted Pastor
I’m drunk, so let’s do this!
I always feel as though my best philosophical/theological insights are strongest Continue reading
All The Fine Things You Leave Behind
by Senator Brett
It is. You know… it is the hardest thing.
I order for me to get everything together I have had to start at the beginning. The truth is… I lost almost everything I have ever written, whole books just gone. But, I have an email account. So, the books are there, somewhere… in all the mess.
So, I started going through all my sent emails. All of them. Every single one. I am up to 2007.
Here is what I have discovered so far… Continue reading