Okay – you’ve been yelling about this for over a year, and I’m finally listening.
I’ve been watching my comment counts go down over the past few months. This is odd because my pageviews are staying the same (and actually increasing every month). I had to conclude recently that my posts have been sucking nards. This is possible. I’m coming off nearly one full year of posting, and I felt some crappy posts have gone live in the past two months. Not a lot, but a few.
I was at an all-day goal setting workshop in the suburbs.
Goal setting, meaning actually writing down on paper that what I want to do with a completion date, has been one of those activities that works for me. I hardly ever do it, however. When I get home at night I have to finish getting current on It’s Always Sunny in Philadelphia (what’s the gang doing this week?!). Plus, if I don’t stuff myself full of pizza how am I ever to pass out by eight o’clock?
I have promised never to mention cat pee problems again, but I just have to this once. It’s funny.
This post will not be about cat pee, by the way.
One of the challenges with administering Prozac to my cat is how to get it in her body. There’s really only a few options. The first is to shotgun it in her mouth with a plastic syringe. This is most effective, yet most dangerous. There are all sorts of videos on how to fire a pill down a cat’s throat, and it’s usually a two person job. You can do the liquid Prozac this way, too. What happened with my cat is that within a week she started hiding from me. The only other option is transdermal gel. You rub it into the inside of her ears. There’s a lot of debate about the efficacy of this technique since the drug molecules may or may not enter the cat’s membranes due to size.
Recently a reader asked if I had recorded the presentation I gave at AimingLow’s NonCon event this past fall.
Due to the intimacy of the room and the attendees, it really wouldn’t have made sense to video the talk. Also, it was interactive at times which wouldn’t have translated well to video. I do, however, have the presentation and thought I’d write tonight on one of the topics I discussed.
About a year ago I participated in a men’s weekend retreat out in the country. About 15 participants and 13 facilitators gathered together for three days of serious work with the intent of exploring truth, shadows, and learning how to be a better man. It was intense and emotional, and I saw dudes explore rage, shame, fear and sadness, as well as joy.
About a year ago I participated in a men’s weekend retreat out in the country. About 15 participants and 13 facilitators gathered together for three days of serious work with the intent of exploring truth, shadows, and learning how to be a better man. It was intense and emotional, and I saw dudes explore rage, shame, fear and sadness, as well as joy.
I'll never give this child another cigarette, pinky swears!
