Author Archives: stevenvinson

This is odd. Last night I slept in my 5 year old’s bed while the little sick one slept with mommy. Shortly after falling asleep, I was having a fun little dream about watching a TV show on a movie … Continue reading →

I need a haircut. I’ve needed a haircut for about 2-1/2 weeks. I normally need a haircut starting about a week before my appointment at Snapdragon. A week and a half ago my appointment was canceled. Here’s my point. Should … Continue reading →

Little Simone got sick tonight.  She’s 5.  Poor thing has a dry cough and it has caused her to throw up a couple of times. And the Pacers are losing really badly. So it is the perfect time to switch … Continue reading →

I haven’t posted since Thursday night.  So what have I been up to?  Creating.  Inspiring.  Making a difference. This weekend was the kickoff of the 11 week program known as Vision in Action (VIA).  I am one of the coaches. … Continue reading →

“This is boring.” The young teenager was not impressed with Shakespeare’s fine work. Mr. Carter, my junior high school English teacher, asked, “Could it be that you are bored not because the material is boring but because you are boring?” … Continue reading →

here’s a little something. Just sort of playing around. Like picking a guitar without really playing a song. Below the sulfur clouds, the boiling lava, and four thousand feet of solid rock, Nigel Townsend bit into a slice of pizza. … Continue reading →

The question has occurred to me on occasion.  My answers will be less than satisfying, to be sure. In the morning.  The morning always seems like a good time to write.  The mind is fresh.  Brand new perspective and all. … Continue reading →

The slog to the end.  Just a few more days to go.  And I am one post behind.  Oh well, that just means I get to write two in one day. Let’s call this post an example of what I … Continue reading →

We have compost.  Well, we have a stinky pile of rotting vegetables, fruits, eggshells, and yard trimmings.  Mixed with shredded paper.  Those fruit flies are really happy about all of that.  There’s a fruit fly village happening in that bin. … Continue reading →

12 more posts in 12 more days. The last week or so has been a little tough. I have been struggling with finding a voice.  The problem is not that I’m struggling or that I am not finding a voice, … Continue reading →