If there’s one thing everybody who knows me will tell you it’s that you can (almost) always find a smile on my face. The circumstances are generally irrelevant – I like to smile and so I continue to do it. A lot of it is just that I’m a fan of smiling (I think it makes everything look, feel and seem better) but generally it’s just the way of life I’ve adopted – I’m Continue reading Keeping a Sense of Humor
You know the rest – it involves a lot of “la”s, Yule stuff and joy. It’s standard Christmastime fare that’s in every caroler’s repertoire and is played – ad nauseum – on every radio station that plays Christmas songs this time of year.
But for me there’s also a flip side to the season. My mom’s birthday is on December 4th but we don’t get to celebrate it with her – she died six years ago. My former boss and friend passed away two years ago about this time. And shortly after Continue reading ‘Tis The Season
I need more than 24 hours in my day.
I suppose that’s not entirely true; I don’t really need more than 24 hours in the day. I could do just fine with more than 60 minutes in an hour, an extra 500 or so seconds in a minute or maybe just a few additional days in the week (say, seventeen).
But seriously, I clearly need more time to accomplish all that I have to accomplish. To butcher a well over-used cliche: “I have so much to do I’ll never die”.
Sometimes I’m slow.
This will be one of those startling revelations by anyone who hangs out with me for any period of time. While my body may tuned to automatically react to a volleyball shot when it comes to social situations my brain sometimes pulls the equivalent of grinding into second gear in a candy apple red ’69 Mustang.
For the most part these situations are short-lived; it’s a few moments and things suddenly fall back into place. Every so often it will take a little longer and I might maintain that puzzled or clueless look for Continue reading Click
If you remember this post from a few weeks ago I was talking about my dreams and how I hate waking up before they reach their conclusion because they just leave me hanging, right on the edge without the needed release from the storyline. Lately, though, I’ve been crafting movies in my mind rather than my dreams for some reason.
I don’t know if my mind is trying to make up for the fact that I’m only getting a few hours of sleep or what but my dreams lately have become less vivid and memorable and instead I’m creating them in my mind during the day – while I’m stopped at a red light, waiting in a drive-thru line or Continue reading Pure Randomness
When I originally envisioned this post I figured I’d quote a little Shakespeare and roll from there, a la:
“To be, or not to be: that is the question:
Whether ’tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,
Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,
And by opposing end them? To die: to sleep;
No more; and by a sleep to say we end
The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks
That flesh is heir to, ’tis a consummation
Devoutly to be wish’d.”
(Hamlet in “The tragedie of Hamlet, prince of Denmarke” by none other than the bard himself)
And then Continue reading To Be Or Not To Be
I love my dreams.
Most of them, anyway. And I’m only talking about the ones I remember, obviously – if I can’t recall what I dreamed about it’s hard to say with any conviction that I love them, and if there’s one thing we’re big on here at The Paul Gillespie Experience it’s conviction.
Wait – scratch that; if there’s one thing we’re big on it’s probably actually Continue reading Pictures In My Mind