Windows are mysterious things…you never really know what they’re doing for you in a philosophical sense.  Of course you know what they do structurally, they keep the cold, rain, heat and wind out… Is it just me?

convenience trumps logic…

logic ignored

Convenience will trump logic nearly every time…

I’m not saying this is right.  But then again, what exactly is right?  We all know that we should eat better.  Fruits, vegetables, non-white sugar type things… but we also know that the bad stuff tastes REALLY good.  Not that the good stuff doesn’t taste good.  Logic says the apple is better than the oreo.  The oreo offers immediate satisfaction followed by a truckload of guilt.  The apple offers minimal initial satisfaction, but is better for your body in the long term.

If there were oreo cookies made out of apples, this train of thought would never have to leave the station.

saturday morning smile…


WC Fields had quite a few zingers in his words to make you smile.  He also wasn’t a fan of kids and animals.  Not sure if that was a real thing or a character thing.


I can be just as pessimistic or optimistic as the next squirrel… Just because you have a smile on your face doesn’t mean it is a true representation of what is lurking just underneath.. behind the teeth, in the stomach, between the toes…

You see where I’m going with this, right?

Smiles are great…but if the breath is bad, it’s not a happy smile.  I could be wrong, but I don’t think I am.

the question…


What is the question?

“To be, or not to be?”

“Believe it or not?”

“Do you want fries with that?”

There are so many out there.  If  they were an industrial company, it’s be bigger than Wal-Mart.  There are more new questions made every day than anything else in the world.  There are more of those made than answers.  You’d think that if the questions were growing the answers would be growing as well.  Yeah, okay.

Questions are unique in that they can self-replicate.  Questions answered more often than not just lead to more questions.  It’s a game they play with you.  If you figure out one, you want to figure out another and another and another until you don’t even know what the initial one was.

Think about it.  The answer will make you crazy.  If you have any concerns, just keep looking for more answers.

going viral… without any chicken soup

going viral

What power does talent have anymore when you can just go viral?  Those two little magic words that can either make you or get you what you wished for.  Either of those things has the potential to ruin your life, make you known for something you’ll have to repeat over and over and over… and the REAL stink of it is, it’ll probably only happen once and within a few days, you’ll be forgotten…relegated to the bottom of the other viral patients.

Why do we strive to be famous?  Money? Attention? Am I missing something?  What else is there that is attached with the notion of famous?  Seems to me it’s not all it’s cracked up to be.

And before you think it… it’s not sour grapes.  It’s not sour anything.  The more and more I sit in this tree the more and more I see.  Things have patterns, ebbs and flows… it’s never always even.  Sometimes the valleys are a lot deeper than the peaks.  Sometimes, the patterns begin and end in the valleys.

Would it be nice to not have to worry about certain things?  Absolutely.  But, you’re always going to worry about something.  What’s that?  You now have so much money that you never ever have to worry about it?  That’s cool… but if I were you, I’d now worry about who is watching all that money that you don’t have to worry about.  See? One worry is transplanted into another.

So go ahead, get famous by going viral.  It’ll be the toughest cold you ever catch.

the calling…


I didn’t really have the calling that day.  I wouldn’t even know where to start.  You’d think that a calling would be hip to the changes in technology.  Maybe the sign would come via a pop-up window on some site you were wasting time on… a text message? an email?  What if you’re not there when the calling is ready to contact you?  Is it the same when it comes via a voice mail?

calculated and ignored…

ignored and calculated

Can you imagine what I would have been if the calculated calculations weren’t ignored?

Me neither.  Do you know why?

(This is the part where you say, “Why Bob?”)

Because thinking about the would’ve, could’ve and should’ve are wastes of valuable, healthy brain cells and time…both of which are precious and shouldn’t be wasted.  Like Popeye says…”I am what I am and that’s all that I am…”

Easy to say that when you have magic spinach.

Bullying ends when you end it…it does get better…

bullying does get better

Bullying …It does get better.

Frank did this panel way back in 2010…November 7, 2010 to be exact.   I can’t believe how different I looked back then…I wonder why he used to draw me like that… I look so… flat.

Anyway,  the message remains the same…and this happens to be one of my all-time favorites… simple and direct.. just like me.

I’ve seen Frank give lectures on bullying.  It’s stuff that is really sad to hear.  I sometimes forget all the tormenting that he had to endure just to get through the day.  He used a great deal of what he went through in his graphic novel “better man”  I know it was hard for him to be that honest… but I think that it was harder NOT to be honest.  He never really stood up for himself until later on.  I think if he had stood up earlier, his life would have been VASTLY different.  Who knows, maybe he and I would have never been a he and I.

Frank always likes to say: “You can let it define you or refine you.”  I pretty sure he made that up on his own.  Pretty cool, huh?

I’ll post more on bullying later on our journey together… stay safe out there tonight.