27 August 2014

Gary Needed Gas

An unusual event happened Monday around 6pm, and I'm curious how you would interpret the event.

I arrived at the BP gas station in Maple Lawn and immediately noticed a man talking to another woman at a gas pump. By her body language she wasn't very receptive to what he was sharing. By his voice, he seemed sincere and somewhat desperate.

As I turned off my car's engine and finished a text on my phone, the man walked over to a woman at the pump in front of me and began sharing his story with her. As I listened to his words, I considered just staying in my car or even driving away. For a moment, that sad, natural reaction to someone interrupting my routine bubbled up. After all, I was only there to get gas and leave, not to have someone approach me with something to sell or asking for a handout.


04 August 2014

Hand Notes

I will miss you soooo much!
G left me a note on the back of my left before she went to Kentucky for two weeks. The star is obvious but I'm not to sure what's on the left. Kinda looks like a shark now. :)

03 August 2014

Shedding My Social Media Skin

When I first tweeted on August 23, 2008, as @webmonkeydc it was the result of @mheerema nudging me a few times. Then, I had been working for AOL for a couple months after a four year tour at WUSA9 in DC. Coding was a daily activity as was leaning new coding techniques. Thus, my Twitter handle fit. However, there comes a time when social media skin needs to be shed.

30 July 2014

Single Digits No More

My baby girl is 10 today. I swallow hard at the fact her single digits are gone forever. What a blessing it's been to be her dad these past 10 years!

I missed out on much of her first year of life due to my working at WUSA9 in DC. Moving Kim and Georgia to Maryland happened just before her first birthday. Since then, I couldn't have imagined the sweet, caring, nurturing, creative, talented, bold, hilarious, witty, stubborn, debating, persistent, and beautiful young girl she would become.

17 July 2014

Back On The Wagon

Few things compare to a morning stroll upon a wooded trail. Patuxent Trails are perfect for walking, running, or biking. Although these trails are less than a five minute drive, I only started consistently using them in May after a six month break from my exercise routine.

Yeah, six months.

20 March 2014

Take A Breath

As I sat in the Chick-fil-A drive-through line, a child's voice caught my attention. The boy sounded as if he were pleading to his mother about something. Looking over my right shoulder, I could see a woman, a young boy, and a young girl walking to a newer model Honda van. The kids each had balloon animals given to them by a local artist inside the store.

The pleading seemed to relate to not wanting to leave the store but I wasn't entirely certain of that. Lowering my passenger window, the audio was clearer.

"Shut up! You're embarrassing me!" My heart sank. Telling a child to shut up is bad enough but clearly this woman was more concerned about the people around her and their opinion.  She mentioned another sentence about the need to leave and that the children were causing a scene.

Take a breath...