by Admin | Nov 2, 2015 | News, Uncategorized
A Simple Man By Blizzard Actual* Forget your lust for the rich man’s gold All that you need is in your soul, And you can do this if you try. All that I want for you my son, Is to be satisfied. -Lynyrd Skynyrd My back is a little sore right...
by Admin | Sep 4, 2015 | News, Uncategorized
Over the past few seasons, I’ve had the privilege of coaching youth football. Our team suffered a loss this past weekend and we all took it hard. Not that I think any loss is easy, but when you lose to a team who doesn’t have the talent, size, speed, or...
by Admin | Aug 25, 2015 | News, Uncategorized
The Todd Beamer Protocol By Blizzard Actual Out of every one hundred men, ten shouldn’t even be there, eighty are just targets, nine are the real fighters, and we are lucky to have them, for they make the battle. Ah, but the one, one is a warrior,...
by Admin | Aug 9, 2015 | News, Uncategorized
I couldn’t wait to turn 16. The ability to drive and the freedom it gave was what I’d been anticipating for years… Then it was 18. I would be an “adult”, move out, make my own decisions, and get a “real job”. Then 21 and...
by Admin | Jul 8, 2015 | News, Uncategorized |
Backing out of a parking space, or, the Calculus of Sacrifice By: Blizzard Actual * I don’t have any kids. I’m not married. Not even close. In fact, one time I was nearly responsible for crashing a helicopter when I told a very dirty joke about the...
by Admin | Jun 23, 2015 | News, Uncategorized |
At around the age of 17, a young man started hearing loud voices disturbing the reality of his childhood. Over several months, the demonic sounding voices increasingly spoke over thoughts, conversations, and activities. Even though these voices did not speak...
by Admin | May 10, 2015 | News, Uncategorized |
I picked up my daughter from school the other day and she was beaming to give her mom the Mother’s Day present she made in class. A painted clay pot with a flower on it. When we made it home, I came inside to find my daughter sitting by the table crying...
