Inside My Head

Accuracy

Her: Well, love is the best medicine. Him: That’s laughter. Her: Why do you do it? Him: I don’t know. Dialog between Monica and Chandler during a season 6 episode of Friends called “The One with Ross’s Denial”, yes. Also the origin of many a paraphrased interaction between Kristin and I. I am exceedingly precise…

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Shame

Pop quiz: What is the item you can seek to purchase at an adult novelty (read: sex toy) store and feel the least amount of shame about? Answer: Fertility friendly personal lubricant. Nothing else even comes close. The lingerie is incredibly trashy, the bachelor/bachelorette party supplies are all patently ridiculous (for those of you resisting…

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Dejected

“When you have insomnia, you’re never really asleep… and you’re never really awake. With insomnia, nothing’s real. Everything’s far away. Everything’s a copy of a copy of a copy.” – The Narrator, Fight Club. I haven’t slept well since Christmas, maybe before. I honestly can’t remember the last time I slept well consistently. I’m numb….

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Confident

You know what else is cool about me? My ability to drive in the snow. I don’t know what it is, but I get in a very Zen state where the car and I become one. I’m responsive, but not reactive. I’m focused, but relaxed. Most people drive like timid contestants on Wipeout, just waiting…

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Grub

If you were to ask me this weird hypothetical question “You have to eat something right at this very moment, what’ll it be?” every day at a different time each day for a year, I’d bet solid money that more than 35% of the time my answer would be “a spoonful of Jif.” I cannot…

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Epicurean

I quit smoking two years ago, and now I actually have taste. It’s annoying as shit. I taste notes and nuances in everything and can discern subtleties that differentiate a dish between something that’s merely good and something that’s exquisite. I finally understand why my college roommate Keith looked forward to making a fresh salad…

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Rawk

Thanks to recent events in my professional life, I seem to be made of pure hate these days. I breathe distilled anger and shoot rage out of my glaring, black eye sockets. I’m on the verge of a panic attack roughly 95% of the time and feel my muscles vibrate as the resentment, frustration and…

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Neighbors

There’s a special moment in every homeowner’s life where his neighbor emerges from his garage that directly faces yours, and you think: “How have I lived here three goddamn years and never seen this person before?” In my little cluster of townhomes, there are like 64 different residents, and I know maybe four of them….

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Resolve

I don’t generally make firm new year’s resolutions for the same reason I don’t make specific plans for when I go on vacation – you only open yourself to disappointment. However, in the spirit of not shitting all over yet another commonly held cultural tradition again, I implore you to take the opportunity a fresh…

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Fish

I was hungover for seven fucking hours in the car. It was worth it though because the wife and I were in the thick of a brutal three week travel stretch where we were little more than two ships passing in the night. We bought tickets to Ska Brewing’s 17th Anniversary Party, which featured more…

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