December 2011
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In which our narrator recaps the last year with...
One does not simply walk into Mordor. That’s how the start of this year felt - massive challenges ahead, and a wasteland to navigate, both emotional and social.
And then, thanks to Hugh MacLeod’s Evil Plans, my inheritance (and the debt-free consequences of it coming through), I decided to do something else. Something that let me not just leave behind the relics of 2010’s...
Nothing cauterizes the wound of a heartbreak like the fires of a new love. I can’t remember where I heard that, but it is both true and awesome.
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Trapped In The Smallest Crack In The Wall: My... →
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My name is Patrick Meighan, and I’m a husband, a father, a writer on the Fox animated sitcom “Family Guy”, and a member of the Unitarian Universalist Community Church of Santa Monica.
I was arrested at about 1 a.m….
With no opinion or agenda on the Occupy movement, this is still an incredible read.
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Quietly chuffed
8 kilograms lost in 6 weeks. Well, not lost. Burned away by the fiery maelstrom of my will. Nearly halfway to my target weight. Saving what would be travel money for ‘target achieved day’, when I replace my whole wardrobe with clothes that will actually fit properly, instead of looking (as they do now) like I’m a little kid dressing up in his dad’s clothes.
In another...
Random facts
1. I tend to chew my fingers when I’m drunk
2. I’ve run out of wine.
3. I just put on a sports coat so I was ‘dressed up enough’ to keep drinking.
Also
More often than not, when I watch Midnight In Paris, I worry that I’m Paul and not Gil.
France
There are few things more likely to make you want to go back to France than the combination of watching A Good Year and Midnight In Paris while drinking red wine. Also solitude. And ennui. And a tremendous longing for a hot chocolate from a specific cafe in Nice.
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The slow countdown to 2012
I’ve now been ‘not working’ longer than I was in my last job. After all this travel, I’m finding it difficult to sit still. The absence of something to explore (an idea, a place, a job) is making time go incredibly slow.
There is, however, light on the horizon. The next holiday is shaping up already in my head, I’ve found some little bits of work to do to keep the...