Every now and again we come up with a story that is just too good not to share.
If you haven’t read the book, you probably saw the movie of Andy Weir’s book adaptation ‘The Martian’.
Long before Mr Weir wrote ‘The Martian’, he published a little story online titled ‘The Egg’. Although this story was written several… Continue reading
Thanksgiving is celebrated only one day in November. It is a time to reflect on the past year!
In the United states we will celebrate Thanksgiving Day on the 4th Thursday of November. Nick and I are always filled… Continue reading
Wooster and Jeeves are part of the security team here at Steppingstones Resort in Belize.
Well, that’s just one of their many duties, Wooster and Jeeves are also good walking companions and greeters of sorts. … Continue reading
Foreword – Working Daze is a work of fiction. It’s characters and story line are all the creation of the writer and do not reflect anything or anyone in real life.
I’ve written about Glen Dempsey before and through this… Continue reading
Over analyzing a comment is how we got from Trayvon Martin to Drown In The Now.
As a blogger it’s the ultimate compliment to have someone post a comment on your post. Negative or positive, you at least… Continue reading
Trayvon Martin and the power of a single action!
A routine outing to the local convenience store that many people do every day and not give a second thought to, turns ugly. How many of us have uttered the… Continue reading
Glen Dempsey’s story ‘A Month Of Sunny Sundays’ is about how easily life can get out of wack.
The entrance to the Grace Mental Health Unit sat away from the road and was protected by the thick hedge that kept… Continue reading
A short story about Glen the ever evolving worker, Nick writes about unemployment, the job market and the working man.
Glen Dempsey is a self proclaimed ‘fiddler’. Let’s be clear here, Glen is not musically inclined.
The… Continue reading
I am crabbier than ever, but still smoke free after four weeks.
There I said it… I’m crabby, pissy, on edge, however you want to put it, I miss my favorite outlet ‘cigarettes’.
With only 2 Chantix pills left I… Continue reading