A Splintered Mind

Morning creativity Originally uploaded by Darkstream . I should warn you. After all this writing I've done for my #mlhh project, I've been feeling an itch to blog again, especially after reading a brilliant column by Dave Barry on his experience getting a colonoscopy. I can completely relate with Barry's experience. When I was passing a kidney stone in 2001 and the doctor told me he wanted to ram Robbie the Robot's arm up through my traumatized manhood, I politely said "Sure thing, doc!" then never called him again. I instead passed the stone while my wife passed a child. Now I can tell you with certainty that passing a stone truly is the closest a man can get to child labor. I held her hand the whole time. But I digress. If I'm going to blog more, however, I might consider a new approach, or an old one for that matter. Even with my secret to eternal youth posted publicly for the world to see, I have to say I've been quite serious over here...

I really shouldn't be writing here. I'm behind and under deadline. I've been working on a novel deadline for the past three to four weeks. Unfortunately, my chronic motor tic disorder has been inconvenient and robbed me of many productive days. Many, many, many. Then family drama hit me on Friday like a busload of mines. I spent hours upon hours this weekend triaging feelings and putting hearts back in order. Now everybody's happy, but I've got six and a half hours to pull off a miracle. Considering how hellish things have been lately, I'm not holding my breath for a bailout from God. Which brings me back to here. I shouldn't be here. However, I dealt with a particularly crushing bout of Depression this weekend and I thought I'd share with you how I handled it with my iPhone and Twitter. 7:24pm Realized I was depressed and knew I needed to do something about it. I had a novel to write, parents coming over, and more family drama awaiting me. However, I w...

This morning I was hot so I opened the window above my head and flolloped on top of my covers to cool off. I awoke again with a crust of ice over me so SLAM went the window. Usually the weather is quite warm by May, but contrary to the popular need for the world to be rudely ignited by Global Warming, Winter has had quite a long hold here in the Midwest. We had snow here in Utah last month. In fact, I drove through a blizzard on my way into Denver just two weeks ago, nearly pitching headlong into the darkness thanks to a patch of black ice in Monarch Pass. I know. I know. Weather is not the climate. Funny thing, though. We only hear that when cold weather inconveniently happens. I keep thoughts like that in mind when I'm huddling under the covers trying to restore warmth to my frozen extremities. I found this time lapse experiment I made last February and thought I'd post it in honor of a nifty l'il news item in the New York Times where the warm-mongers have now hired a mar...

Never grow up. You'll live longer. Every ten days or so I update the @SplinteredMind avatar over on Twitter. I try to keep them zany or comical. These are two rejects. My wife didn't like them. I can't imagine why… I had fun taking them, however. Taking silly pictures of myself is one way I keep Depression at bay. And we can't have people actually respecting me now, can we? I'd hate to ruin a good thing. Like reading The Splintered Mind ? Share articles with your friends, link from your blog, or subscribe !