Spies Like Us

Upon recent investigation, someone (who shall remain nameless) has infiltrated the T.C. empire and discovered my true identity. As an author who writes under a surname, this leaves me no other choice than to say marginally inappropriate things about this person in hopes that she will not reveal my true identity. So, here I go…

Here are some things I know about this individual who knows T.C.’s true identity.

1. She was an avid serving specialist for a college volleyball team. (Although in her defense, she was far better than her coach knew).
2. She visited Key West, Florida with me. We went on a booze cruise at sunset…very romantic. Also, we were forced to hear about how a saleswomen for the local condo/vacation rental had a husband who could not achieve an erection. It was memorable to say the least.
3. She is from a small town in the midwest…where, for some unknown reason, they decide to call upon their Swiss heritage each summer and hold a festival. They mostly just churn butter during this festival, as I have been so informed.
4. She can only have one drink before she is completely intoxicated, and don’t let her tell you otherwise…
5. She has a friend who is a porn star.

I say this…you know who you are. I have far more gossip on you than I have chosen to publish. I ask you now, for all that is good and scared in the world, to not reveal my true identity. For, as many will attest, it will completely destroy the literary community. I now put myself in your hands….asking humbly that my secret remain…and asking if we may soon make out.

Your forever love slave,
T.C.

Social vs. Class Clown

Today I went and applied for a new driver's license. That whole process is so frustrating. Not to mention that I can't believe how rude some DMV employees can be....

But, anyways...

Did you know that the local DMV will NOT accept my social security card or my college photo i.d. card as a valid form of i.d.?
They will, however, accept my high school yearbook as valid identification. Does that seem strange to anyone else?

It's not the length that matters....

In the wake of the loss of my close friend, I have been lost in a haze of religion, philosophy, personal thoughts and feelings. It has, with good reason, caused me to rethink my life, my friendships, my family, and my impact on the world.

Here is what I have concluded…Life is short.

I know my conclusion is not very deep or profound. But, it is what it is.

Life is short. Do something.
Laugh.
Love.
Smile.
Hug.
Help.
Give.
Encourage.

Make a difference for the better.

(I feel like I should be playing "Heal the World" by Michael Jackson in the background.)

Our time together was too short...

I sit here writing this blog with a void in my heart that will never be filled...

A very dear friend of mine passed away last week. I haven’t blogged recently, mostly because I’ve been trying to figure out a way to honor her life with words. No words seem adequate to capture her life, her energy, her compassion. She was so caring, loyal, supportive, and she had an amazing sense of humor. She positively impacted so many lives. My life will not be the same without her.

She will always have a special place in my heart.