Category: Resolution Journal

4 out 5 Doctors Recommend

(iPhone photo #47 in my 2012 365+5 project) Once when I was giving a lecture on Shakespeare or something like that, a student raised his hand and asked if my name was really Dr. Gerald. […]

Meltdown Monday

(iPhone photo #46 in my 2012 365+1 project) But it’s Wednesday, you say? Even worse! I’ve had sort of a rocky week, which is why I have no resolution accomplishments to report today. I don’t […]

One person’s trash

(iPhone photo #45 in my 2012 365+1 project) In poetry school, people always want you to confront some aspect of human existence that is deep and dark and complex and emotionally difficult. They want to […]

The Right Wrong Way

(iPhone photo #44 in my 2012 365+1 project) I ran across this site called Marathon Makeover, and I thought, that’s it! This is what I’ve been trying to do. I want to go from exercising […]

Go to the dogs

(iPhone photo #43 in my 2012 365+1 project) My rule of the day for walking your way to better health and better moods is to make friends with the neighborhood dogs (especially if you live […]

Chase the ugly away

(iPhone photo #42 in my 2012 365+1 project) I’ve been reading the biography of Steve Jobs lately. It’s a fascinating story and one I couldn’t possibly respond to in one sitting, but today I ran […]

Rest in Peace, Good Intentions

(iPhone photo #41 in my 2012 365+1 project) All my good intentions are dead as last year’s branches of my crepe myrtle tree today. I blame the rain. I blame the blisters on my feet. […]

Never did get the hang of Thursdays

(iPhone photo #40 in my 2012 365+1 project) I’m sure there will come a day in the not too distant future when I will have to work a little harder to come up with a […]

Long Day’s Journey

(iPhone photo #39 in my 2012 365+1 project) I was too busy doing things I had to do and showing up places I had to show up to accomplish anything today. No exercise other than […]

Soar if you dare

(iPhone photo #38 in my 2012 365+1 project) Perhaps I should say soar at your own peril. I keep trying to soar, but I more often just crash into stuff. I have nothing but blisters […]