My ass has been kicked lately. My workday life has been a whirlwind of travel, conferences, government shutdowns (and associated briefing after briefing with senior management about my assessment of Congress' behavior - I said 'anyone who says they know what this Congress will do isn't to be trusted' a lot), and strategic planning. At home, my kids are so busy that I don't know whether any of us are coming or going, and my wife was recently away for five days. For the first weekend I can remember, I didn't see a down of college football on Saturday, and the only NFL I saw was in a bar in Philly.
I offer this as an apology for the lack of even half-assed content of late, and as an explanation for today's post.
Over the past several years, SMITH Magazine has published more than 700,000 short life stories as part of its Six-Word Memoir project. In the magazine's own words, "Writing in Six Words is a simple, creative way to get to the essence of
anything—from the breaking news of the day to your own life and the way
you live it."
The opening sentence of this post is my Six-Word Memoir: Real-Time Version. And here's the first draft of Gheorghe: The Blog's:
Erudition and Dipshittery in unequal measure.
Your challenge, friends, is to improve upon that in the comments below. And maybe tell the world your six-word story.