Just…Just…I don’t even know


The Secret to a Long Life: Be Cooperative and Live Underground

Damn it Smithsonian, what are you trying to do to honest, hard-working people? Scare the shit out of them? I don’t care what the article is supposed to be informing us of, I’m terrified of this thing. This penis-with-teeth-at-the-end-of-it thing. WTF?!?

Source: The Secret to a Long Life: Be Cooperative and Live Underground


Live Your Dreams

2015/01/img_7272.pngRaise your hand if you live by your fears.

Come on.
Raise those hands.
Raise your hands.
Both of them.

I know mine are raised. Fear is everywhere. Am I raising my children right? Am I being a good husband? Father? Co-worker? Friend? Son? Person?

Is this what I want to do with my life? How I want to live it? How I want to leave my mark on the world, my kids, my family, everyone around me?

And those are just the existential kind of fears. What about the small, run-of-the-mill fears? Did I remember to turn the oven off? Did I lock the door? Did I forget something the kids were supposed to have signed?

It seems overly easy these days to get bogged down in fears. Big fears. Small fears.

(Be careful, I might start to sound like Dr. Seuss here in a minute…)

I think this is why dreams exist. To give us a break from that fear. Give us something to look forward to. Some hope. Of a better…


Maybe what we’re all doing here is searching for our own something.

Keep searching. You’ll find it. And when you do, don’t ever, ever let go of it.