The Dog Days of Summer

Art by Naomi Gatt
Art by Naomi Gatt

What the fuck is happening?

Short answer: I just don’t know anymore.


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It Begins.

I can’t tell you how long it took me to choose the perfect picture of someone typing. Okay, it took 15 minutes which still feels like entirely too much time.

Today begins (well Friday begins, but close enough) the most daunting task of my non-existent writing career. Inspired by my fellow peers to put myself out there and actually do something beyond talking about it all the time, I’ve begun a project that’s been simmering inside me for quite some time.

Once I have a little more written to page, I’ll delve deeper into what I’m doing and what my goals ultimately are for the project. For now I’m putting this out there into the world to keep myself accountable and motivated.

I also picked this photo, because this chick is just psyched to be in Computer Class. Good for you boo.

Where Is My Mind?

my mindWhere is my mind?

It’s slowly fading away as the weight of the world crushes down on me. There’s a perfect lyric in Say Anything’s “Colorblind” that speaks to me directly, despite the fact that Max Bemis has no idea who I am.

“I move too slow and I think too fast.”

That’s me in a nutshell, and lately it has overwhelmed me as I deal with work, my health, a chaotic living situation, dysfunctional family members, temperamental friends and a locker room of professional wrestlers. I’m hoping to come out on the other side of this, but I could really use a sign that things are going to work out.

Life, Loss, & Everything in Between.


Ugh, stupid emotions.

It’s been awhile since my last post, and for the 9 of you who check this blog out regularly I’m sure you’ve been very concerned over my lack of content. For that I am sorry, and while I make this promise every time I slack off (and will probably break this vow again), I swear I will begin posting more consistently. I wish I could tell you I’ve been off living some grand adventure filled with amazing moments and memories.

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DOA/LOA/MIA AKA All of the Above

Hey world,

Totally what I looked like during recovery. No, really.

I know it’s been a long time since I’ve “blogged” but I’ve had a lot of excess, pent up energy over the last three months and have been very limited in my abilities to do something about it.

Why? The nonexistent person reading this inquired.

The short and dirty version is that back on March 12th, 2014 I suffered a hemorrhage in my right eye with a partial retinal detachment while dealing with one of the worst colds I’ve had in some time. Yes, the truth of it is that I coughed my eye right out of its socket. By that Friday I had realized that vision in my right eye had deteriorated the point where it was a glossed over blur, with a haze that prevented me from seeing anything beyond blurred lights. Basically it was like viewing a really shitty kaleidoscope. In December I had similar vision issues in the same eye (though not to this extent) and my optometrist prescribed me an overly expensive steroid to take, which did improve things with my eye at the time. Hoping and praying that this was something that would pass as the week became the weekend I realized things were not getting better.

After missing out on St. Patrick’s Day and seeing (har, har) no improvement I decided to contact my optometrist from December and find out what the hell was going on. The dick head Doctor didn’t recognize me from the previous visit, and when I questioned the situation from months earlier he informed me that I was diagnosed with conjunctivitis after reviewing my “chart”. I didn’t have the heart to tell him he was full of shit since I still needed him to take pictures of my eye, and became more impatient as he consulted with the head Doctor on staff when he was unable to tell me what the fuck was going on.

I was soon referred to a specialist at the Rhode Island Eye Institute, and the rest is history. The amazing Doctor helping me confirmed the retinal detachment and after a couple of sessions of intense injections, indirect laser, and multiple eyeball pictures I was scheduled for surgery on April 18th and put on my ass for the next two months while recovering.

Out of work on a leave of absence with partial disability (though scheduled to return June 9th, whoooooooo) I’ve gained an extra 15 pounds in addition to my previous fat while diving head first into the Netflix catalog since I’ve been trapped at home without the ability to escape.

As I slowly ease my way back into the real world I figured it would be a good time to get back to writing, so here we are. Over the next few weeks I’ll be posting some reviews I’ve written on movies and TV shows I’ve watched based off of recommendations and internet sleuthing. Here’s my list that I made during my initial recovery, but any other additional suggestions would be greatly appreciated!

  • Chuck (TV Series)
  • Dexter (Stupid Fucking TV Series)
  • Frances Ha
  • Sightseers
  • A Teacher
  • Blue is the Warmest Color
  • Tiny Furniture
  • Assault on Precinct 13 (original, no Ethan Hawke)
  • Maniac
  • Short Term 12
  • American Mary (My infatuation with Katherine Isabelle continues)
  • Fish Tank (My infatuation with Michael Fassbender continues)
  • Blue Valentine
  • Heartbeats
  • Man on Wire
  • Melancholia
  • Bad Lieutenant
  • The Host
  • There Will Be Blood

Until then, it’s good to be back.