Last week, I wrote a post here about how I was listening to music more closely than I possibly ever have before. In addition to that, however, I am allowed to listen to my iPod at work sometimes, meaning I am listening to more music than I have in quite some time. Despite the fact… Read More


I was on a such a roll, too… After weeks of not having the time (or, quite frankly, the motivation) to post anything new on this blog, I finally find myself with some time off school and a renewed interest in sharing my experiences with depression online again. I had a goal of writing something… Read More


I learned how to sing in the car. Sure, when I was a child, before I could legally get behind the wheel of an automobile, I used to sing at church and at school and in the bathtub or shower. I used to pretend a plastic Wiffle ball bat was a guitar and would stand… Read More


Sometimes you run across something on the internet that is just so perfect and right that you want to share it with everyone you know. I already posted this link on my Facebook page, my Twitter account, and my Google+ profile, but I felt like I needed to put it here as well, so as… Read More


From the day I first heard Edward Van Halen playing the opening notes of the song “5150” out of a 15-inch speaker in my best friend Michael Bell’s bedroom during my junior year of high school, I have been hooked on “hard”music. I like big, loud, electric guitars, driving bass lines, and drummers who make… Read More


I have a friend who obtained a Ph.D. in economics from Louisiana State University in Baton Rouge. While in the process of doing so, he had a saying he was fond of whenever someone accused him of spending too much time studying: “They don’t just hand out Ph.D.’s here, you know!” After three semesters of… Read More


Back in February, my doctor put forth an interesting theory on my depression. He wondered if perhaps the reason I wrestled so much with being depressed might be because I wasn’t getting adequate sleep at night. I was already taking a drug designed to alleviate the symptoms of restless leg syndrome, so my doctor wondered… Read More


It would be impossible for me to write anything here concerning music without addressing the untimely death of Prince Rogers Nelson at the age of 57. At the time I am writing this, no cause of death has been determined for The Purple One, but that has not stopped the air of general weirdness which… Read More


Ah, the end of the semester. That time when a graduate student such as myself can relax and breathe a little bit … well, that is, until summer classes begin in two weeks or so. Since I’ve written about it before, I’m not going to go into how difficult it is to write anything here… Read More