I forget some times that there is a world and a life outside of law enforcement. My dad has been a cop for over thirty years. I’ve worked as a 911 operator and police dispatcher for eight years and was raised in the life. Today, a local police officer died in the line of duty. While he wasn’t an officer I work with or even knew, I changed my Facebook picture to the thin blue line as a sign of respect and support. A friend of mine asked me what it was, what it meant. To most folks it’s a colored band on a black banner. For others this is a family crest, a philosophy and a way of life. I’ll save the childhood stories and the emotional description of the toll that the job takes on a man (and is family) for another post. God bless all those who stand and protect us, the thin blue line that separates order from chaos and makes society trudge on.
- Watching #realghostbusters with my nephew and remembering the hellish trauma that #samhain and the #boogeyman inflicted on me. #whoyagonnacall #ghostbustersRejection letters sting a lot more when you choose to be a freelancer. Especially if you're getting multiple form rejections daily. #writerslife #writerproblems #freelancelife #rejection #writersofinstagram #movingon #movingforwardWhen you realize that you've gone from Napoleon Dynamite to Brian Posehn in 15 years. And this isn't even my final form. For a guy who routinely doesn't give a shit about appearance, I'm surprisingly vain. #napoleondynamite #brianposehn #wtf #finalform #selfdepricatinghumorWe built our own #roomba for $4. #budgetrobot