advice | conTIMplating

Since the big and somewhat embarrassing presidential debates over these past couple of weeks, I’ve been inundated with an email asking my impressions on this country’s current entertaining and yet entirely nauseating presidential race. It went something like this direct quote:

Dear Tim,

I’m torn. I don’t know who to vote for in this presidential election, and the debates aren’t helping. Your blog seems to have a lot of words. What do you say?

Well firstly, let me say thank you for seeking out such wise counsel in such a time as this. You obviously have no friends or family and nothing better to do and I am resultantly humbled. My answer to you is thus:

Dear Torn,

You have a very funny name. Are you related to Rip? Continue reading →

Being middle-aged and rapidly ascending the slopes of Mount Geezerhood, I find myself in the increasingly awkward situation of not knowing what I want to be when I grow up. Like any strapping, red-blooded American boy, I went through much of my life more than a little concerned about what it meant to be ‘strapping’.

I also went through the typical childhood process of determining my future profession from my consumption of 1970s television. Over time, I weeded out many of these options based on the information I gleaned from my expert friends at school who seemed so much more worldly than I—the very same ‘experts,’ I later realized, who ate boogers and paste. Continue reading →