I'm that Tired Guy, the one drinking water with no lemon.  I'm that Tired Guy, collaborating, vacillating, hallucinating, communicating, excavating, fabricating, emulating, reinstating, equivocating, aggravating, liberating, reinstating, deviating, mediating, wri...ting. [Cue the "Brooks Was Here" track from the excellent film The Shawshank Redemption.  I'm in one of THOSE moods tonight.] On February 10th, 2013 Peter … Continue reading The Geometry of Mr. D.

I'm that Tired Guy, the one fast-forwarding the past so the future has something to keep it occupied.  I'm that Tired Guy proposing old ideas to new friends who are content to smile and nod and pretend they understand. The Tired Guy's got himself a new gig.  Ok well it's actually a month old and … Continue reading The Tao of the M&M

I'm that Tired Guy, the one staring at his reflection in the mirror wondering where the gray starts, the baldness ends and a wry smile framing it all.  I'm that Tired Guy, exhausted from yet another battle with the Ides of Corporate America, weary yet stolid, looking to scribe something worthwhile, memorable, humorous or at … Continue reading Wide Awake Asleep At The Wheel

I'm that Tired Guy, the one listening to the sound of rolling thunder in the distance, deep, powerful, a profound resonance lingering at the edge of hearing even after its passed.  I'm that Tired Guy fixated on the past and focused on the future, forgetful of the present and wondering where the hell I left … Continue reading Love and Sandwiches

I'm that Tired Guy, the one sitting in front of the computer screen wearing little more than boxer shorts and a white t-shirt.  I'm that Tired Guy clinging to the one brain cell left in my cerebral cortex like a castaway upon a shard of wood in the midst of a turbulent sea. My eye … Continue reading I Am Eye (am I)