I recently started using Proton Mail, it provides end-to-end encrypted email through a web interface and mobile app. It will replace all other clients for me and I’ve started to delete my footprint(s) on Yahoo, Outlook and Gmail – In that process I came across my responses to a series Sunny did for her blog where she asked
I’ve been a member at the Stratford Richardson YMCA since it opened its doors in 2007. Over the past 52 weeks, I have been in there no less than three times per week. Previously I’ve commented on co-workers whom I share space with.
& although we have worked on the same floor for more than three years they have never parted their lips to say hello, offer a well wish, greeting or a salutation. The same is true for a few of the faces I see at the YMCA – Faces I’ve seen no less than three times per week for the past 52 weeks.Read More
Give Up Conversation, But Don’t Say Nothing.
I am no longer a fan of small talk. I’ve always been on the edge of understanding its importance but my experience over the past year has pushed me over. All the way over.Read More
Seeing; over consuming beyond a scope that is necessary.
Hearing; water rushing in, panic in their voices
Tasting; salt water and dirt
Touching; personal device screens – iPad, iPhone… swiping up, down, left, right
Still over consuming,
Feeling; emptyRead More
I think about Dorian, Aaron, Geneva & Brian concerning style and appearance, for the most part they tend to do their own thing. Never “all in” with trends or name brands. Except for Brian and that fauxhawk they all developed their own style and defined their own value system, not conforming to the pressures of adolescence.Read More
At age five my family moved into the home my parents own today. We had a dog, he had his own house outside. Only time I remember him coming inside was during a snow storm. I grew up in Virginia so I’m not speaking of regular, two hour school delay snow, because even then he was outside in his dog house. This was a storm with frigid temperatures and the only time I remember him coming inside...Read More
I’ve been reminded a few times this week personally, professionally and socially that with the passage of time we tend to hold onto images and thoughts from the past. Similar to the way I look in the mirror (now) at age 46 but somehow see my 26 year old self.
This weekend there were three fantastic moments where time seemingly stood still, allowing me to store them into a mental rolodex.
Listen to your heART
The Harvey B. Gant Center opened four new exhibitions over the weekend. I know, but I am unable to communicate why art fills us with emotion, I’ve tried to explain but apparently I’ve said it badly.Read More
"Panic dwindled into jitters into detached fascination. It was just a show. The longer I watched the less I felt. Events coupled, cavorted, and vanished, emotion hanging in mid air before my lemur eyes like a thin shred of homeless ectoplasm. It was cool. It was like drowning in syrup."Read More
Every month this year has provided a theme, not one that I choose but one that has a hold on everyday life. A theme that plays in all aspirations; love, career, wealth, children, health, education. This month’s theme has been happiness. I’ve shared that I’ve become stagnant with the work that I do and the universal response has been “What is it that you want to do? What will make you happy?”
Those are the right question(s) and I’ve started trying to figure them out.Read More
The email (and now domain) for tramuel dot com is managed through Google Apps. The spam filtering in Apps is excellent and it delivers most spam items directly to the spam mailbox where they are held for 30 days and then delete themselves once they age out. As false positives are rare, there is no reason to go into the spam mailbox.
SPAM IS SIMPLE TO MANAGE.Read More
As I sit to write this I realize that I enjoy coffee, baked goods and ice cream way too much, however thats another blog post.
I know what they say about me, what they say about you?Read More
On Any Given Sunday, you might find me at Starbucks, watching the Sun beam in through the windows, creating dramatic light and shadow. The strong scent of coffee, the sweet scent of cake pops and the sound of music (at times too loud ;)Read More