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Seven Days Of Pointless Confessions. Day Eight: I Have Gone Too Far

What the heck am I doing? This was supposed to be seven days of pointless confessions. Here we are now at day eight. I must confess, I have gone too far. I have no idea what I think I’m doing … Continue reading

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Seven Days Of Pointless Confessions. Day Seven: I Was Once Terrified Of A Stuffed Animal

I admit it, I was once terrified of a stuffed gorilla. I can remember it even now. It was something like five feet tall and sat in some kind of store in Loveland, Colorado (the city, not the ski resort). … Continue reading

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Seven Days Of Pointless Confessions. Day Six: My Mushroom Hatred Is My Own Fault

I hate mushrooms. I despise them. I can stomach button mushrooms a bit, but that’s because they’re so filled with brine that they don’t even resemble real mushrooms anymore, taste or otherwise. However, it’s my own fault. When I was … Continue reading

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Seven Days Of Pointless Confessions. Day Four: I Actually Had A Crystal Pepsi Recently

I scoffed publicly about the limited time return of Crystal Pepsi. I remarked that it was great that I could now reflect that I hadn’t cared about it when it was out the first time back in the early nineties. … Continue reading

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Seven Days Of Pointless Confessions. Day Three: I Actually Asked To Be Taken To See “Follow That Bird”

Yeah, I actually asked to be taken to see Follow that Bird. So what? It was 1985 and I was something like 9 years old. My parents and sister were going to a Tina Turner and wouldn’t take me. They … Continue reading

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Seven Days Of Pointless Confessions. Day Two: I Practice Whistling Alone In Elevators

I can’t really whistle. It’s not completely impossible, though I thought it was for the longest time. Within the last ten years or so, I managed to whistle a little, but not regularly or well. However, sometimes kind of. Sometimes … Continue reading

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Seven Days Of Pointless Confessions. Day One: I Paused A Book Recently

I read a lot. Rarely do I take a break while reading a book. However, recently I took a break from Parade’s End by Ford Madox Ford in order to read Birthday Letters by Ted Hughes, If You What by … Continue reading

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