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In Moment of Weakness Under the Guise of Strength....

When the Trayvon Martin case became a national story, I was quick to point out the necessity of waiting and seeing as the facts came to light.  I lost a Facebook friend over this particular stance.  But why is it that the “wait and see” opinion is so hard for people to grasp?

Too often, in the court of public opinion, do we find ourselves trying criminal cases that are thrust into the national spotlight.  The 24 Hour News Cycle feeds this obsession, turning all of us into wannabe Perry Mason’s overnight.  We use whatever information is given to us to formulate our arguments, either on the side of the prosecution or the defense.  We invest ourselves in our chosen side, and forget that there are real people on the other side of the television screen, who are dealing with actual grief, loss, sadness and anger.

I didn’t understand this myself, until I lived through it.  

On Saint Patrick’s Day 2011, my 23 year-old nephew Clarence was stabbed in a fight in Syracuse.  He died from his injuries…
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Surly Old Man

I've become surly with old age. My neighbors play their music too loud, so I yell at them. I stare at groups of young people walking in front of my house, poised to reprimand them for stepping on my lawn. I have a pension that I'm paying into, and I'm not afraid to tell anyone about it. So I'm becoming a surly old man.

And with age, comes introspection. Regrets, doubts, philosophical debates inside my head (and occasionally outside as well). A whole bunch of that stuff, for sure. It's as if I needed therapy at one point, and never really did it, so I just vomit out stuff when it comes to me and say "to heck with the circumstances -- I'm old. I don't care."

So today I'm at work, and I get a text message from my wife saying "I am in orientation with *insert name of guy I went to high school*'s wife."

After sending a joke, since he shares a name with someone famous, I followed with "Or is it that other guy I went to high …

Pressurized Creativity #1 - Macho Quest

A Prologue

Brevity is the soul of wit, right? At least, that's what Bill Shakespeare said. Since he's been dead for a few centuries, and a lot of old dead guys seem to know what they're talking about, or since we seem to take the words of old dead guys far more serious than old alive guys (I'm looking at you, Andy Griffith), I figured I would start my latest blog with something from an old dead guy. It really has no application to this particular post, but hey, it popped into my head, so I decided to write it down.

Anyway, things pop in my head on a regular basis. Moreso over the past few months, for reasons I can't quite nail down, but it might just be the fact that when I'm at work, the biggest challenge that I have creatively is figuring out what to eat for lunch. It may be that I haven't actually utilized all of my creative potential, or it could be that, not unlike a valve under pressure, if it begins to get TOO MUCH pressure, without being released…

Post #666 - The Posting of The Beast!

I've officially written 666 posts on this ol' blog, in the past 8 years or so. That's insane.

I haven't posted anything in a long time, but here's an update on the Vizio thing:

They fixed my television.

It wasn't 24 hours after Consumerist posted my story before a representative from Vizio called me to "work something out" - ie - they were in damage control mode. Within a week or so, my television was repaired, and working fine in my office.

There was a lot of debate both here, and at the Consumerist site, regarding my intentions when posting my "open letter". The posts ranged from supportive and understanding, to outrageous and insulting. In order to clear things up, I'll say this, as the final word on my issue with Vizio.

My TV was barely 18 months and it broke. I was upset. I wrote a letter to customer service - the same letter that I posted on this blog - and received a response that read "Please call us so we can resolve thi…

An Open Letter to William Wang, CEO of Vizio TV

Dear Mr. Wang,

In June of 2008, my wife purchased a 32" Vizio Plasma television for me for Father's Day. Needless to say, I was very happy, having wanted to make the switch to HD and finally being able to do so. Our current television was over ten years old, so I was looking forward to a long relationship with this television and Vizio.

Around December of 2009, I noticed some odd behavior from the television. It would flash on, and then off, and then on again. As though it were like a car having trouble turning over to start in cold weather. The problem was annoying in the beginning, and worsened over the last few weeks. Until tonight, when it refused to turn on at all.

Once the holidays were over, I called technical support, to find out just what I could do to either fix the television myself, or what you could do to stand behind your product. The customer service agent, who was very polite, informed me that since my warranty had been expired, and that my wife hadn&#…

Professionalism, at it's BEST!

So it's been about a year since I left my previous full-time job and became a stay at home dad. In that year, I've been able to do a little bit of freelance work, a good amount of pro bono work, and continue to seek freelance opportunities. But as it stands, at this time, I really don't have to look for a full time job. The money that I would make at any job, would most likely go to childcare, and the idea of investing money into someone else to invest in my children just doesn't make any sense to me.

(Just to clarify, Michelle and I aren't rich by any means, we're just trying to be frugal right now)

Needless to say, I am still searching for freelance opportunities, which led to me receiving this e-mail this morning:


HI Jeremy
Unfortunately you don't fit in with our (insert generic sounding marketing business name) Team! I was just testing you to see if you were a fit with our company when I said that I can't pay you at the beginning. Your response is …

The 2996 Project - Remembering Carol M. Bouchard

For Project 2996

A little over 8 years ago, if you lived in the Warwick, Rhode Island area and had to go to the Emergency Room at Kent County Hospital, chances are, you may have been greeted by a smiling Carol Bouchard. I imagine Carol would, in a moment of your discomfort or great physical need, do her best to get you care as quickly as possible.

I imagine, also, Carol coming home at night, sharing a meal with her husband Fred. Laugh about something funny that may have happened that day, or quietly dream with him about plans for the coming months, or years. One of those plans she had was to go to Vegas with her friend, a decision that was difficult for her, given her fear of flying.

I imagine when she got on board American Airlines Flight 11 at Logan International Airport, that, despite her fears she was enjoying life, and looking forward to whatever the future might hold.

Unfortunately, after only an hour or so of being in the air, Carol, along with 75 other innocent people, were rob…