Quick Thinking: The Rupture

As is often the case, dear readers, one's greatest strength can often be their biggest flaw. And, while I try to "idiom proof" my life and follow a path void of predictability, it appears that I, too, am continually guilty of allowing one of my attributes to adversely effect my life.

The good side of the coin reads, "Strong willed. Determined." The other side, however, reads, "Thick headed. Stubborn."

Now, I'm not talking about the kind of stubbornness that implies I'm always right. (Because, well, I'm am. It's inherent. Duh.) What I am talking about is the kind of stubbornness that gives me delusions of overcoming any issue in my life, specifically medical ones, by effort alone. That's right. Not by medicine. Not by doctors. But by effort.

Not your garden variety crazy, is it?

I could easily say, "Blame an accident, a 10-day 'he'll never walk again' comma and two and a half years of 'defying medical expectations' rehab." But I can't "blame" those events.

I have to blame me.

What I really need to do, y'all, is realize singular effort is not the mark of manhood and asking for help is not a sign of weakness but, rather, of awareness. Moving forward, I'll try to be more aware of those very important distinctions.

But no promises.

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Quick Thinking
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-- So I finally had a chance to watch Black Swan and according to the movie, as far as I can tell, all it takes to be a great ballerina is finding the time to masturbate.

-- Well, that, and having a lesbian encounter with Mila Kunis.

-- Is it too late for me to pursue my ballerina career?

-- Shout out to my nephew, Brennan, for proving a Joyce boy's charm is capable of most anything.

-- Even a quiet moment with the face of Red Sox Nation, Heidi Watney.



-- She must have been confused by the "Varitek" on the back of his jersey...

-- Just playing, B. It's in the DNA, nephew. Enjoy the ride.

-- Celebrity Look-A-Like of the Week Award goes to the bearded, Stanley Cup playoff version of Bruin Nation goal minder Tim Thomas for looking like the wolfpack's lovable loser, Zach Galifianakis.



-- And, remember, it's not a purse. It's called a satchel.

-- Good Samaritan Award of the Week Award goes to yours truly for gifting a Northampton homeless man my leftover mac-and-cheese with duck confit while exiting The Dirty Truth on Saturday night.

-- The homeless man's response earns him Question of the Week honors when, following my generosity, he asked: "Don't you have a fork?"

-- So much for "beggars can't be choosers," huh?

-- My knee-jerk, Belgian ale induced quip, "Nope, no fork. I do have a job, though." earns me the Quote of the Week accolades.

-- Those who know me best know I said it.

-- And I'm not saying that's a good thing.

-- It may have also earned me the much less coveted Good Deed of the Week Gone Bad Award.

-- Kinda like that time I tried to hail a taxi in Denver back in '07...