Baby steps
I took this picture on our last day in Hilton Head. I spent several days trying to think about what it represented (other than a goat in a window, of course). I solicited captions...
Author: Brad Willis
Stay
I remember being young, too young to really want for anything, young enough that the smell of cut grass and lawn mower exhaust was just a smell and not something nostalgic and gone, young...
The meaning of shrimp
I understand why some people don’t like shrimp. They say they got sick on it once, or it tastes too fishy, or it doesn’t have any taste at all. They are people who have...
Friday Mental Massage: Blind items
This week’s Friday Mental Massage comes less than 24 hours before I’ll be packing the car and moving to the beach for a week. Work won’t allow this to be a full-fledged vacation, but...
Snip
The Boy was going for a haircut. Pre-vacation, a couple weeks before school starts, a haircut is like putting on war paint. With school supply swords and a good high and tight trim, a...
My younger woman
She ran from me for nine months and realized I probably wasn’t going away. That was around this time 13 years ago. Since then I’m fairly certain the woman who became wife has kept...
Spend local
I have a theory about people who eat at Olive Garden and think it’s Italian food. I believe they are the same people who get a hickey and think they’ve received oral sex. The...
Friday Mental Massage: Facts edition
It’s been a week of big opinions here at Rapid Eye Reality. While it’s really entertaining, I thought it was time to cleanse ourselves with some facts (or, at least, facts as I see...
Priceless: Getting a peek at my hospital bill
Listen, I have a hard enough time explaining to my older son why he is left handed and his parents are right handed. The last thing I want to do is tell my sons...
Meme dump
I’ve been getting hit with a massive meme dump on Facebook. Despite how masturbatory it is (or perhaps because of…), I always end up completing the damned things. I think I do it, in...
Gratify me
Wow, this is one navel-gazing-look-at-me post. I apologize insomuch as I recognize it, but am still going to hit publish. This weekend, we took the boys to Chimney Rock State Park in North Carolina....
The Salad with the Dirty Name
I was going to make chicken enchiladas tonight, and I probably would have if I hadn’t walked into the kitchen and seen a pear in the snack bowl. That’s always where things get weird...
Reform this
If you are an average American, I have a hard time understanding why you do not want to see the health care and health insurance industries reformed. As near as I can tell from...