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Cult of Smiles

Cult of Smiles

I very rarely get to go to places when they are just opening. In fact, I have a predilection for waiting, call it an overdeveloped sense of delayed gratification. I never go to the movie on opening weekend, will wait months to hit a new restaurant, and am ok with waiting for the end of...
Soothe the Savage Beast

Soothe the Savage Beast

Little stream of consciousness ride tonight. Hold on tight. At least there’ll be in-flight entertainment. The other night I stumbled across Simon and Garfunkel’s “America” streaming from my Amazon Echo (thanks, Mom and Dad, for inviting SkyNet into my home), which nuzzled my hippocampus, curled up licking my subconscious, and sent me on a nostalgia...
Welcome Back!

Welcome Back!

Welcome, 2017. And hello again, blog of mine. It’s me, Brian. I’ve had some pretty monumental lapses with the old “Sharper Thesis” blog, but a nearly six month silence is hard to justify. Sure I’ve been busy…who hasn’t? Sure I coached a football season from August to October, started a school year and worked hard...
Number 6: Legitimizing the Whole Endeavor

Number 6: Legitimizing the Whole Endeavor

Story number six was published earlier this month. “Pillow Talk.” One of my favorites. I’ve learned some lessons from the last story- some hard to take and most I’m not ready to talk about publicly- so this was such a pleasant surprise to see it come so quickly on its predecessor’s heels. The problems were...
Snowmageddon '16

Snowmageddon ’16

The big blizzard of 2016 missed us. Crippled the mid-Atlantic coast, but missed us completely. The picture shows Toby relaxing on the couch watching the Patriots-Broncos game, and, if you look behind him out the window, you can see the complete and total lack of snow. Truth be told, today was a glorious winter day-...
Summer Reading

Summer Reading

It’s been a great summer! Trips and relaxing and coaching- all have played a role- but I think the main thing that;s really ignited this summer has been reading. Yup, reading. The thing I do every single day of the year in small doses I have maxed out on this last month and a half....
11 North Memory Lane

11 North Memory Lane

Houses live and die: there is a time for building And a time for living and for generation And a time for the wind to break the loosened pane And to shake the wainscot where the field-mouse trots And to shake the tattered arras woven with a silent motto. My wife and I took a...
Structure

Structure

It is day four of vacation. Thursday. It has been rainy, cold, and overall miserable, but, in an effort to cut off any criticism coming at me because I am on vacation, I will say that any vacation is better than no vacation. Or is it? As a teacher, I live my life by a...
The Snow Man

The Snow Man

Ah, January. Waking up this morning to an unexpected snowfall, a squall, really, got me thinking about Wallace Stevens and his poem “The Snow Man.” Stevens was the master of capturing the bleak, the barren, the limitless expanses of our real and emotional lives, and this snowy morning just struck me as really representative of...
Welcome to 2015

Welcome to 2015

Ok, so I’m a little slow on the new year posts. One good thing that comes out of waiting until the 22nd of January is that I get to do away with all of the unnecessary “My Resolution” lists. Instead, I can move ahead and state the things that will unequivocally be in the stars...