Day By Day

The fact that I’ve been writing daily for Four Years means one of two things- I’m devoted to it or I’m addicted to it. I’d like to think it’s the former. I enjoy blogging. My blog isn’t designed to sell anything in particular nor is it much of an opinion piece. A lot of what I write is from the heart. Stories of my life and family. Sometimes I’ll promote small businesses or share my travel experiences.

Wanting to write while sick is difficult. There’s no ambition left inside me. It’s like my body and mind are under attack and weak. But I push through and share stories. Even though when I look back on the stories- they feel halfhearted and forced. I’m sorry about that.

Usually I try and have my blogs written and shared by early morning Pacific Time. Some days though, I have a tough time coming up with a good idea. Especially if I’m not having to go to work or have plans for the day. Driving is when I do my most thinking and thought processing. I also love sharing pictures on my blog that I feel relate to what I’m writing.

Thanks again for putting up with me through thick and thin. Sickness and in health. You are some of the best readers around.

Hard To Think

I’m having a tough time picking a topic to write about currently. So unfortunately I’m going to be cutting today’s blog a bit short.

Perhaps tomorrow I’ll think of something. I don’t want to be a lentil.

Until next time when I can do better.

Too Busy Being Busy

I’m busy trying to fit everything into my day that I can, that I have been neglecting my blog. I keep putting off writing until I can find a solid half an hour to an hour to write. I’ve been falling behind on writing some genuinely good blog content.

Having quality content draws in more readership, right? Or do I need keywords and tags? At night when I’m in bed, I’m browsing my phone and reading some of my older blog posts to see what was successful in regards to traffic. Reading my blogs by going through the Facebook link, or having my wife read them, I think I’ve skewed some of the numbers. Especially for my older content. I feel I’ve read some of my more popular ones numerous times. Or did I make them popular by rereading them?

I should put more thought into my daily musings. But lately I haven’t had the time to proofread and do rewrites. A quick “once over” and then I hit publish. Just like today’s post. I’m going to work on taking the time to write something tangible.

Tomorrow.

Success is Sure

I’m a fan of Mark Twain. He is the sort of person I wish to be one day. Or at least what I imagined him being: An old guy sitting in a rocking chair on a porch spewing out wisdoms. With big hair and killer fashion sense. The sort of man that most ignored while alive, but seek out the wisdom once departed.

Recently I misquoted Mark Twain. I wrote, “To succeed in life, you need two things: Ignorance and confidence.” Which is a close variance on his original quote as seen in the image above.

In many ways I am on a road to success with my writing. I am confident in my ability to write. And completely ignorant to the fact that not everything I write is worth reading. But I still manage to write. It’s just a matter of figuring out how I wish to measure my success. Is it monetary? More followers? Comments?

I’ll probably never know if I’m successful because the game keeps changing.

Elite Achievement Unlocked

Yesterday I hit another milestone on WordPress. I’m really proud of myself and also can’t believe it. I hit 1337 days in a row of writing!

Amazing! When I first started, I didn’t imagine that I’d have three and a half years of daily writing in me. But here we are. A bunch of thoughts and stories out there in the interwebs as I try and navigate this universe. Hence the title of my blog, Making It Up As I Go.

Maybe I’m inspirational at times. Sometimes I’m sharing how I parent with the accomplishments and challenges the three kids of ours bring forth. I try and be positive as often as possible. Sometimes my baggage gets shared, but I find it a great way to work through emotional turmoil. It makes me a better person to get it out rather than having a pit inside me fester and rot.

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I hope everyone who reads and follows along has enjoyed my musings over the past 1337 posts. I feel ELITE having made is this far. Thank you for joining me on my journey.

Three Years of Blogging

I have now done three years of daily blogging.

Woot-woot!

This is a great achievement for me since I write each and every blog post myself. I actually missed my anniversary date by a day which to me means that I’ve made writing a daily routine that I cannot miss. Those times I’m out of WiFi or cellular range- I’ll “schedule” a post.

Every day I write about something that piques my interest. Note: I just had to look up which word to use- peak,peek or pique. I enjoy writing about my adventures, my family and my thoughts.

After three years of writing I have also become a more positive person in my interactions and stories. If you look back at my works you may notice that I avoid using negative words or connotations. This positivity has made me like who I am a great deal more than I expected.

Of course I am human after all, and my world does have moments that can be more unicorn farts and pixie poops than I want to share. But throwing a learning moment, revelation or change of action helps to turn my mood around.

I have more stories to share and a life to live. I hope that all of my readers and followers have enjoyed checking out my life and adventures. Thank you for a wonderful three years!

Am I Out Of Ideas? Or Just Repetitive?

I’m worried that I’m going to run out of things to write about. I blog every single day. I am bound to repeat Myself.

Today I was going to write about Suffering is Optional. But I had already done that almost three years ago. I even made my own picture for it. See?

I tend to recap things, events, or memories on a regular basis. Like many people, I am a product of my environment and upbringing. It’s only natural to keep reverting back to previous ideas.

Maybe I’m unconsciously reliving Groundhog Day like Bill Murray. Weird- isn’t that coming up in a few days? But I wrote about Groundhog Day last year.

I think I’ll just share it again, but change the year in the title. See if you, my devoted readers, enjoy these antics.

2018 In Review

I went back and took a look at my year of blogging.  I found some interesting stats about my daily musings.

I wrote 88,008 words all year.  An average of 241 words per post.  Not too shabby. Until I looked at 2017.

In 2017, I wrote 103,847 words for an average of 285 per post. uh-oh

Going back to when I first began blogging in 2016 (which I started Jan 18th) I wrote 127,373 words that first year. For an average of 374 words per post.

Clearly, my writing needs more work going into 2019.


Back to my year in review.

My top 5 viewed posts were:

Data Hogs I got a lot of comments on social media about this one. Seems like there are others like me who want better data coverage in Canada.

What To Give… This one was a tough day of parenting. I shared more feelings than facts here. It’s funny though, I used the same title later in the year for my thoughts on Christmas.

Penzer Parkour Park Which was published in June 2017. Chances are it was people looking up the park itself and stumbled on my blog.

Life Lesson Apparently I wasn’t alone in having to let kids make decisions that they need to learn from. Again, parenting can be tough.

Tied for 5th were these two blog posts:

Trip Planning at Age 11 Even though later in the year our son had to learn a tough lesson, back in January he helped plan our trip to Tokyo.

Dinner Train This was one of the most fun dates I have had with my wife. We look forward to doing it again!


I had numerous blog posts that I was happy with. However, they kind of fell into the middle of the pack. I enjoyed writing about Tokyo and traveling. As well as trying to write more positive and uplifting style blogs. Of course not everything was well received.


My worst 3 performing ones (because I don’t want to share 5) were:

Where Was My Father Figure in those 1980’s Movies? The title was kind of long. I wonder if that helped with my word count for the year?

A Day To Myself I guess people didn’t want to hear what I do when I have time to myself.

Just Music This one is so short that you could’ve been able to read it in the preview without even opening up the blog.


In looking at all of my blog posts, I am unsure of what it was about them that made them stand out or not stand out.

  • Was it the keywords?
  • The day/time I posted?
  • How I shared them?
  • The content?

I’m not sure if there is an answer as to why or why not a post is successful. Having a chance to look back at my year, I have a few goals to set up for 2019.

WRITE MORE- Obviously I was getting lazy or rushed when it came to my writing. The more I write, the more I felt the need to just get it out there. Time to fix that curse and get back to perfecting my posts before publishing.

DO RESEARCH- I need to see what I can do to get my writing out there more frequently. What I have read in  the past seems easy, but I feel that I am taking that knowledge for granted.  As I mentioned earlier, What is it that can make me stand out more?

READ MORE- I need to start reading more blogs. I have a few that I follow and truly get some great inspiration from. I want to find more authors out there that I can share ideas with and read about their experiences.

I shall continue to write every day.  I find it relaxing and a good exercise in clearing thoughts out of my mind. I hope that my reads continue to read about the thoughts on my life.

I also hope to expand my readership level. that being said, if you like any of my posts, please share them amongst friends or on social media. I’d appreciate it. And a big thank you for following along and commenting! All the best for 2019 to everyone out there!

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Motivational Writing

Over the summer I took my daughters to the Chapters Book Store. We didn’t end up buying anything, but we did do a lot of cover reading. It seems that a trend has arisen in the form of Motivational Writing.

The titles are reflective of our society today. With a curse word thrown in the title to add some humor. Like an internet meme complaining about work or people. A couple of decades ago, the titles of such ideas were kinder and gentler.

“Chicken Soup for the Soul” came out in 1993. Since the first book, the company now has offshoots that cater to nearly everyone. They produce a dozen new ones every year. They seem to be the leaders in the market. Even the original title makes you feel warm inside.

My daughters told me I should take a few of my stories I’ve written in this blog and piece together my own book. I think that’s really sweet, and it got me thinking that maybe I should. First things first- I need a catchy title and book cover.

I love the title of my blog. But would it translate into a read worthy motivational book?

I love this piece of art from downtown Vancouver. However, it holds a bit of negativity and doesn’t sound motivating enough.

This is another favorite photo of mine. A bit presumptuous in a way, but goals are important. Even if it means floating on a lake in an inflatable boat.

Naw. This one isn’t great. Even though I find it amusing.

How about something completely obscure that mentions robots? As if my book would somehow change your life from being robotic and systematic.

Or way off and use something my son thinks is humorous? Not sure this title is along the lines of “You are a Badass” or “The Subtle Art of Not Giving a F*ck”.

In the end, I’ll keep on writing every day and hope that I can piece together a series of stories that matter most to me.

Let me know which stories I’ve written that you think I should share in book form. I’d love to hear these. Getting feedback from my blog readers and friends helps a lot in figuring out what stories I should share.

Write That Down!

In my mind, I had a blog post already to go. I had it all thought out yesterday. Just moseying around the house- I planned what to write. Then I went to bed planning on writing everything when I woke up.

This morning I went through my regular routine. Wake up, play some Pokémon Puzzle League and enjoy a hearty breakfast. Afterwards, I pulled up WordPress on my iPhone- and promptly forgot what I wanted to write.

What the H-E-double hockey stick??

Dammit Josef. Maybe it’ll come back to me just as my head hits the pillow tonight. Maybe not. So here is my post about being a dumbass and forgetting to write it down.

This isn’t the first time nor is it the last. I also do things like this when grocery shopping. I may only need to pick up five or six things- but I’ll forget at least one item. Same with chores around the home.

If I don’t write it down- *poof* it disappears. My short-term memory is not what it once was. Note taking is my friend.

Anyhow, this wasn’t my planned post for today. But I still wrote something of value to myself- A friendly reminder that I need to be more diligent at writing my thoughts down as they come.

Early Morning Post

Usually I try and schedule my posts for the mornings. I like to have them out for the day- I find I get more traffic that way. But sometimes I just don’t get my thoughts out ahead of time and need to post later in the evening.

I wake up the next day and rush to stare at my phone to see if anyone has read or responded to my blog. Usually to be disappointed.

So I’m going to try and write my blogs and have them out during the early morning on the West Coast. This is where I need to discipline myself and hunker down during my free time.

Not going to fail myself this time. I can do it!

Paid For By Yours Truly

I finally did it.  After nearly 3 years of writing I ran out of space on my free WordPress blog. Mostly because of the images I upload.

So I upgraded! Woo hoo!

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WordPress even allowed for me to have my own domain name as part of the monthly fee. Put this in your bookmarks bar! www.josefhavelka.com

Yup. I went with my name instead of “Making It Up As I Go“. A bit egotistical, but if you read my blog posts regularly, you know I write about me.

So now I have double the space, no ads, and my own domain name. I figured since I have been devoted to writing daily, this hobby is worth the $4.50/ month. Or 15¢/day. Maybe in another three years I will have to upgrade again. But until then- it’s all paid for for two years with no worries about running out of room.

Thanks again to all of you who read and comment. It makes me feel good inside. Please continue to follow along and share my stories. And I will continue to write.

Need To Stick To One Hobby

I find that I like to do a bit of everything. That means I don’t do anything perfectly. Which bothers me because I tend to think of myself as a perfectionist.

I often struggle to take the time to do what I really want. I also rush through my projects just to finish them. Or I give up just before the end goal. Maybe it’s time to stick to one (or two) hobbies.

A few years ago, ok back in 2008- I began a train garden. Ten years later and it’s in severe disrepair. I have zero energy to put into it. That makes me sad. But maybe this summer it will get revived… hahahaha who am I kidding?

A couple of years after that, I built an AT-ST in our backyard. Last year, it collapsed. My wife has given me the go-ahead to rebuild. So I’m thinking of building it out of different material instead of plywood in hopes that it lasts longer. Today I dug out my old plans and began cutting out a cardboard template. Now to buy materials.

Unfortunately, any time I want to get started on something, my brain tells me to take a nap. My body is blocking my ability to be creative. Perhaps sleeping is a hobby…

This blog is the only thing that is consistent at least. My goal to write every day happens every day! At least this is one hobby I enjoy.

Likes

I enjoy writing in my blog. Some people enjoy reading it. I like getting “Likes” from complete strangers as well. It makes me feel good. Like as if what I am sharing is worthwhile.

Sometimes what I write is beneficial to other people. Perhaps they can draw on my experiences. Or perhaps they come to laugh at my stupidity (like the time I Broke my cellphone). I like to think that they read my blogs because I make people feel good.

So if you like my musings, like my blog. That’s it. I like it when you like me. I don’t earn any money from the likes. Just a little ego boost.

I like that.

This is Not Today’s Topic

I’m pretty sure I had this great idea for today’s blog post. Then I went to bed without writing it down or starting it. Now I have completely forgotten what I wanted to write about. All day- no idea…

Was it my children?

Perhaps my dog?

Was it involving our home?

Did something happen at work?

What stupid thing did I do as a child?

Did I want to mention cooking?

My father?

Travel?

Music?

Star Wars?

???

I really do not remember. So this is it. My blog post about nothing. Which is totally okay. Not everything or everyday will be inspired.

On the bright side- I got the heat working in my home again.

Two Years of Daily Musings

January 18, 2016 I began this blog. I’ve written one post every single day. It’s my baby and I’m proud of myself. Last year I wrote about My One Year Blogaversary. I thought that was special. But today is doubly as good.

Another year of stories with more positive thoughts than negative ones written. More shares, likes and follows from old friends and new ones. A couple of days ago, I surpassed 100 followers on WordPress. (Yay!) The majority of whom are folks I’ve never met in person. None of them trying to trade “A like for a like” which is respectable. If someone new follows me, I will read a few of their stories. Many times I end up following them. I’ve enjoyed the conversation and feedback through these interactions with complete strangers as well.

Twenty years ago, a friend of mine once said “Constant observation of myself has made me what I am today.” That phrase stuck with me as I moved forward in life. I often forgot to look back. Over the past two years of reflection and memories, I have re-discovered who I am:

I’m just a guy Making It Up As I Go.

Resolution Success Story

Yesterday morning I spent about an hour reading many of my old blog posts. I’ve completed nearly two years of daily blog posts. I am now going to reflect on my reflections as I reflected on life. Let’s step out of this inception spiral for a moment…

My writing has changed. Some of my older posts were really well written. Others were not. Some were far too long and wordy for no reason. Most never stayed on topic. I’ve even repeated my memoirs- which was bound to happen. However, the biggest constant is that I have been writing continuously and enjoying it.

These musings are a way for me to work out what’s going on in my mind and life. I love that people have read these posts. I am also happy that some have been shared. Somehow, I have inspired some friends along the way. Go Joe!

While I reviewed some of my previous posts, I wanted badly to edit them. I wanted to alter the information I shared. But that would be a lie to myself. As well, I don’t overly think anyone would re-read or notice the changes. So in the ether of the interwebs lay my mistakes and my past.

I’m ok with that. I’m not perfect. Even though I strive for perfection, I need to have a place to grow from. Looking back is great as long as I don’t get stuck on it.

Making It Up As I Go has been a wonderful personal experience. The experience has been larger than life for me. I have met some fantastic bloggers online that have encouraged me and also inspired me. My thoughts and musings have been read and shared worldwide. Crazy.

What started as a resolution two years ago to write more has become a daily routine. I shall continue to write and share about my life: Humor, heartache, health, happiness, Havelka…

Make Your Own Inspiration (or share mine if you wish)

Over the past year, I have made my own inspirational images. All of which I have shared with friends and family. Because they are meant to enlighten folks- I have no issue with them being shared by others.

This was my first one. I was floating on a lake where the beauty and tranquility just amazed me. This photo is all sorts of edited, but it pops with a feeling of peace.

This photo was originally shared on my Instagram account (without the quote). I was driving home one morning when I crossed over a set of tracks. Being a railroader has always caused me to double check before crossing over train tracks and thus I saw a beautiful view of leading lines. Afterwards, I added the text because I realize that my job brings me joy.

This is today’s image. I was driving home from having my car serviced as the sun was rising. As I drove down the road, I was admiring the ice on the trees when I noticed the “one way” sign with icicles. After pulling over to take a photo, I noticed the contrast of warm and cool colours. Before I shared this photo, I decided to add some simple text without taking much away from the picture.

I’ve always loved photography. I’m happy my children do as well. Since starting this blog, I’ve also done my best to remain positive. I share positive and inspirational quotes and images I find online. I became compelled to add my own spice into the interwebs. My hope is to share not just my photos, but my thoughts as well.

Moving forward, I am going to continue to perfect my photo editing skills. If you like what you see, by all means share an image or blog post. I’m not making royalties of my work at this time, nor do I expect to.

Please just share a kind message or thought. You never know who may need it. I’m in a good place right now, but one day I may need a smile- so it’s always nice to see things like this shared.

I Wanna Know What You’re Thinking

There are some things you can’t hide.

I wanna know

What you’re feeling.

Tell me what’s on your mind.

Information Society.


Inside of my mind is a plethora of thoughts.  Thoughts I have shared daily for many days now. According to my stats- 595 days of blogging. I’m almost at 8000 visitors and 12,000 views.  I’ve also had readership from 80 different countries.  To me- these are some of the nicest numbers I have seen in my life.

The biggest take away from writing daily is the kindness people bring forward. Unlike social media, there is less negativity in this aspect of my world. It brings joy to my heart. Any comments or notes written to me about my posts are encouraging. It keeps me excited about writing.


Sharing my version of art gives me more purpose. It drives me to be a better writer and a kinder person. Inside of my mind is an entire world to explore. Sharing my tales are a way for family, friends and strangers to peer through the window of my soul and see something unique.

I encourage everyone to express themselves in an artistic manner. It can be hard to put yourself out there. Getting over the fear of rejection is a tough hurdle. 

Back to my title of today’s piece: I wanna know what you’re thinking.

Please share your works of art more.  Be it writing, drawing, singing, dancing, photography, or any other number of things- please share it.  The world needs more art.  More expression.  More beauty. More kindness.  We all have it inside of us.  Let’s make this planet a great place to live on.

Share. You may be as surprised as I am at how many people you can reach in the end.

I’m a Writer? Cool!

Every day I share a blog post.  Mostly I try and be inspirational. I’m always focusing on the good points in life.  Sharing memories and adventures I have had. I do this for myself.  Like a diary of sorts. My own daily memoir.

Something unique happened to me.  An old friend of mine posted on social media if any  Fraser Valley bloggers wanted to come to a horse show and write about their experience. I raised my metaphorical hand and said, “I blog daily.” And with that, I was invited to a horse show. Little known fact about me living in the countryside: I know NOTHING about horses.

Ya.  About that.  Within moments of my friend giving me the okay to come blog, I had to ask two questions. Now, I like to think of myself as a smart man… usually I can figure something out in context.  But I was at a loss within seconds of her sending me info. 


I had some serious studying to do.  This show was far from my comfort realm of movies and family. As excited as I am to be invited to write, I am terrified as well. Not just the idea of learning about a horse show, but also becoming one of the crowd.

I can’t show up in pink hair with a Batman t-shirt or dressed in Steampunk. I can understand this, however, I was also bringing my wife along. She is equally as concerned about “Keeping up appearances.” So we searched our wardrobes to find an outfit in order to blend in to a crowd without standing out.


I’d like to say we succeeded in “Sunday Horse Show with the Elite” look. Maybe my idea of how things go at these shows is out to left field. I am about to find out, and I’m taking my wife on the journey. A hot date in a location we normally wouldn’t think about attending. We entered “The View Winery Rosé Party” and we sat at a table and felt like we belonged. We talked with other spectators and began to enjoy our afternoon.

Stay tuned tomorrow to see how our afternoon turned out.

Inspirational

I'm feeling good these days. The kids are happy, my wife is healthy, my work is pleasant, our home is messy… Having a clean and finished home means it'd be time to move out. At least that's what I've noticed in the past. Any time all of the repairs and chores got done, it is time to sell a house. So as long as our home is a mess, we won't be moving.


I'm also still writing on a daily basis. I do this to keep a momentum going. Maybe one day I'll put together that novel I have inside of me. I also write as a way to have time to myself. It's very therapeutic to just relax and write. I originally started writing as a way to express myself. However, I feel I have grown emotionally over the past year and a half.


Those of you who know me, have now seen another side of me. Those of you who don't know me, maybe you find solace in knowing that not everything is perfect. Sometimes it's a story about me being a loving father, other times it could be about the sad child I once was. I write whatever comes to mind. I am still hiding a lot of myself behind a closed door. I don't think I'm ready to share those stories yet.


I don't want to share some anecdotes on the World Wide Web because I worry that they could define me in the eyes of the reader. They'd also be out there forever. I want to express an exemplary life in my writing. I want people to be inspired as well. I'm by no means perfect. Nevertheless, I strive for perfection.

And so I write. I write as a way of cleaning out my mind. As long as there is work to do and cleaning to be done, I won't be moving out. I'm still here for many more years to come.

Am I a Writer or a Plumber?

I procrastinated for about two days before finally starting on a home repair project.  More Plumbing issues.  Old house- new problems.  It seems to always be plumbing issues in this home.  It’s the one thing that drives me to want to throw in the towel and sell.  Today, I didn’t want to even start this project, just in case.


Today was a repair needed for the pipe connection that goes directly into the hot water tank.  It seems the water from our well is rather rough on the pipes.  The hot water tank was new in March 2012, so I can time the corrosion to about 5 years.  Which seems about right for each repair I’ve had to do.  

So this morning, I took a shower, then washed dishes, filled the kettle, and filled a couple of jugs & pots with water.  (You know, just in case I really eff this one up.) Then began the water shut off followed by a draining of pipes and hot water tank.  After some internal debate with myself “You can do this Josef! Nope.  Better call a plumber!” I finally pulled out the hacksaw and cut the pipe. 

Some elbow grease and the part was removed.  It was off to the Home Depot and search out the replacement part(s). I found what I needed to make the repair work.  There are these fantastic parts called Shark Bite that are amazingly easy to use and haven’t caused me any grief in the past.  Within a few minutes of getting home, the repair was completed. Then the moment of truth. Turn the water back on to the house.


Success.  No more leak. I was so happy that I decided to write about it.  I’m not a plumber, but can make do.  I’m not quite a writer yet either.  I enjoy writing way more than plumbing that’s for sure. Having a basic knowledge of both skills has gotten me this far in life.  Heck, I even understand electrical work and other home improvements.  I have also studied books on writing and taken courses on the subject.  Yet somehow, I can’t get myself to write the novel I want people to read. It’ll come to me eventually.  When it does, the creative waters will flow!

Unfinished Works… Is That A Failure?

Well it finally happened.  I thought I had finished writing a blog post, when in actuality it ended abruptly.  And I shared it.


I could go back and finish it. (I swear it was done!)  Then re-share it.  But in its failure, I find truth.  I’m not always going to hit the mark.  Perhaps yesterday’s blog post, Totes Inappropes, really wasn’t meant to be finished.  I can learn from my experience of knowing that I screwed up. Now it’s out in the world.  Chances are you didn’t read it.  Chances are no one will read it. That’s what I keep telling myself in order to get past my little oopsie.


People who follow me, know that I’m back again day after day trying to write something of value.  Sharing tidbits about what goes on in my life and mind.  Nothing’s important, everything matters. Sure it does.  It matters to me.  I’m the one trying to get thoughts out.  That’s important to me. I have created a daily writing goal that I hope will manifest into something much more grandiose.  


I didn’t fail yesterday.  At least not in the fact that my blog post wasn’t done.  Perhaps I failed in the content and subconsciously I sabotaged myself. In the end, I probably won’t even go back to re-read it.  Every few months I journey back to my previous posts.  Some I enjoy how they flow or tell a story. Sometimes I enjoy the comedic undertones I somehow successfully snuck in.  Some blog posts I skim over and think about how I could improve it.  Maybe make a “Special Edition” of one of the more successful ones like what Lucas tried with Star Wars.

But in the end, I’m taking a shot at writing.  I haven’t discovered the best technique or idea to focus on. Should I focus on family? Maybe conventions? Perhaps my work? I don’t know where my best writing lies. But I will find that niche and exploit the shit out of it if it makes me money!… 

I meant- makes me happy.

My Pen!

A couple of months ago, a coworker gave me an amazing pen.  It was a blue gel pen.  It wrote like silk across the paper.  It almost got to a point that I didn’t want to type anymore.  The pen was that amazeballs.  


I guarded it with my life.  I would use it at work and quickly it would be tucked away in my pocket.  The pen became a part of my daily work clothes.  I never even let anyone borrow it.  The way the pen wrote was majestic.  I could never let anyone else experience its liquid beauty.

Before I left for work yesterday, I was joking with my daughter about my pen.  She knew how much I loved it.  She also told me how she would steal her friends’ gel pens whenever she could.  So I pretended that I thought she had stolen it from me.  She couldn’t keep a straight face.  Even though she never took the pen (it was well hidden) she couldn’t remain serious enough to prove to me that she hadn’t stolen it.  I left for work having her think either a) I was crazy or b) She was crazy.  I still had my pen.


But last night it died.  It appeared that it ran out of gel.  I was saddened by this and a bit surprised at myself.  I was going to miss My Pen!  Usually when a pen dies you just throw it out and grab a new one.  Or if you’re like me, you put the dead pen back into the mug of pens and then grab a different one.  On a rare occasion, I will huck the pen at something (usually out into the hall at work or at the computer screen) in frustration.

But this wasn’t frustration.  Nor was it simply put the pen in the trash or even the “communal work pen mug”.  It was genuine sadness at the loss of such a beautiful instrument.  I could never replace its grip or fluidity.  I will mourn my gel pen for… moments to come.  I just need to come to grips with the fact that it’s gone.  

One Year

I can’t believe that I have successfully challenged myself to write a daily blog post for an entire year.  There has been no rhyme or reason for what I write about.  General rule of thumb about my posts- whatever pops into my head.

I have tried to write positive blogs as often as I could.  Some are even amusing. On occasion I have shared a personal story of heartbreak or pain.  Those stories have defined who I am.  But I noticed that for a few days after sharing a sad tale, I would feel miserable.  It was hard to get back into a positive frame of mind.

I am tall in general.

The one thing that I noticed about sharing stories is that I have led a pretty good life.  I have shared many moments with some great friends and family.  I’ve had a chance to relive my journey thus far.  I can honestly say that throughout the struggles and challenges, my life is exactly where I want it to be.

Writing a positive daily post about my life and opinions has made me a happier person.  Being a happier person has also improved everything about how I see the world.  There is a silver lining to every cloud.  There is a pot of gold at the end of every rainbow.  Unicorns have sparkly poop.

One Year…

One year.  I may be the only one celebrating this goal.  But that was the point of my journey.  Writing daily was for me.  I shared it with the world so that people could use my life lessons as advice.  I’ve had a ton of fun writing every day.  I’ll admit that I struggled from time to time to come up with a topic.  As well I squeaked a few blog posts in just before midnight.  I never had a set time of day that I would post.  In hindsight, if I want more readership I should look at those stats.  

I reached my one year goal and I’m not ready to stop the momentum.  I have a few stories still on the burner.  A huge thank you to everyone for the feedback and support.  If you’ve Come Here To See All My Mistakes– I’m sorry to disappoint.

I leave you with some Sinatra to end my one year:

And now, the end is near; 

And so I face the final curtain.

My friend, I’ll say it clear, 

I’ll state my case, of which I’m certain.
I’ve lived a life that’s full.

I’ve traveled each and every highway; 

And more, much more than this, 

I did it my way.
Regrets, I’ve had a few; 

But then again, too few to mention.

I did what I had to do

And saw it through without exemption.
I planned each charted course; 

Each careful step along the byway, 

And more, much more than this, 

I did it my way.
Yes, there were times, I’m sure you knew

When I bit off more than I could chew.

But through it all, when there was doubt, 

I ate it up and spit it out.

I faced it all and I stood tall; 

And did it my way.
I’ve loved, I’ve laughed and cried.

I’ve had my fill; my share of losing.

And now, as tears subside, 

I find it all so amusing.
To think I did all that; 

And may I say – not in a shy way, 

“Oh no, oh no not me, 

I did it my way”.
For what is a man, what has he got?

If not himself, then he has naught.

To say the things he truly feels; 

And not the words of one who kneels.

The record shows I took the blows –

And did it my way! 
Yes, it was my way.