to endure

I honestly don't know if I have any fight left in me. I just read the headlines on the articles that people are sharing on Twitter and Facebook and see how this government blatantly exercising their power like tyrants and despots. I want to rally. I want to protest but there's nothing we can offer…Read more to endure

the Elephant (from a previous blog entry dated September 28, 2004)

As I save up for a new tattoo, I think of the old ones that I've adorned my body with and the stories each one reminds me to never forget. For some strange reason, I decided to go through my old blogs -- the really old ones -- and the first blog entry I saw…Read more the Elephant (from a previous blog entry dated September 28, 2004)

inked

I got my first tattoo back in 1997. My Dad had the artist come to the house one weekend and we all had one done -- my Dad, my Mom, my brother, and myself. My Dad helped me pick out a really nice tattoo, which he found in a children's book. A serpentine, fish like…Read more inked