I’m the ward music chairman in my ward, which means that at least once a year the bishop steps off the stand after the Sacrament and turns the time over to me. Of all the occasions, the Christmas program is by far the most exhausting.Part of it is because I insist on not stressing about it u Continue reading It’s a Small World
5:30 – wake up to prep food for the Organizational Behavior Student Association (OBSA) Christmas party.6:55 – set up the slow cookers in the MBA Lounge to finish 12 hours later.7:00 – get to my first final. Brand management. Cram 60 slides because I haven’t had time to study yet. Continue reading Finals Schedule for Tuesday
There was a school shooting today, in Newtown, Connecticut.Kindergarteners. First graders. Teachers. 20 children gone. My youngest brothers are 7 and 10, and I have family and cousins all over the country. It could have been in any of their schools. Someone posted a tweet that talked about unope Continue reading Pushed Beyond Pain: Shootings, Suicide, Giving Up on Life
Since I’ve shared who I am here on (Gay) Mormon Guy, I’ve wondered what my place is here in the gay / Mormon community. For the last few years, I’ve tried to make (Gay) Mormon Guy be everything to everyone. A place to find a friend for people who want someone to talk to. A reliable, understandable ( Continue reading Be an Influence for Good
It’s almost universally accepted that the core motivation behind every human choice is a desire for happiness. From proposing to your beloved to choosing which tie to wear when you really don’t care, everything is about maximizing perceived happiness. You drink a branded soda. Why? Because the brand Continue reading It Makes Me Happy. What?
“I didn’t know books could do that.”“Do what?”“Take me away from this place and make me forget who…what I am.” “We have something in common, you know.””What?””In the town where I come from, people think I’m odd… So I know how it feels to be.. Continue reading Forgetting the Pain
I was born 27 years ago… right as the sun was rising in a hospital in downtown Chicago. Among other things, that meant that my first day was one of the shortest days that year… and the next night, one of the longest.In the years since, I’ve made a mess of my life. Swam competitively, the Continue reading Happy Birthday