A Dose Of Life
Dose of life. it’s a term I use to explain short comings, realizations and lessons learned. I mostly use this term when curse words are frowned upon. ex: blogging and lunch with my Nana. It’s also the time that I put my pity-party hat and kazoo away and stand back and look at the situation for what it really is….Life. On Sunday evening I sat somber at the beautifully decorated...
Somewhere in Michigan, there are Nationwide Series cars screaming around a 2 mile oval race track. There is a crew member hustling to change a rear shock while another is running to the transporter to get a different left-front spring. There’s a right-side track bar getting bottomed-out in preparation for a mock qualifying run. Stop watches are clicking. Wheel impacts are buzzing. Radio...
Questions and Answers
As I sit across the desk from him, there is an awkward silence. I loathe any kind of silence. Especially, strategically placed silence. Silence, inserted into an interview by design, to cause me to say more than I originally intended. I believe they call these “stress cues.” I stare at the red flashing light on his recorder and wait for the next question, the next interrogation, the next awkward...