There is always discussion about anonymity and blogging. There is less of one about anonymity and business, but I think I have already run into some issues with that. I have always hidden my name for safety, practicality, and just… because. I am not important and so it really isn’t a huge deal who … Continue reading
This website is about connections. Not necessarily with me, but with people you may never have met otherwise. How many connections can be made on a blog? Let’s find out. I will make this post a sticky for a month. Reblog, share, connect, and enjoy seeing and viewing other cultures, opinions, and people. I will … Continue reading
I see a lot of articles by both men and women claiming that “women are hard to understand.” Why do people find women so complex and difficult to decipher? I figured it was my duty to provide some basic pieces of information for those “lost souls” that cannot understand the opposite sex. You may thank … Continue reading
Someone asked for my mom’s blog address because the link wasn’t working from “The Other Woman” article. Here is her address if you want to visit. I would advise politeness if you visit… http://susancushman.com/ http://aopinionatedman.com/2014/04/21/the-other-woman-by-susan-cushman/ -OM
Is there anything more annoying than that stupid purple dinosaur?
It crossed my mind while driving today that everyone on this blog still calls me Jason. My friends actually don’t call me Jason, they call me Cush and always have. I love my last name and it provides endless scenarios of amusement. For instance I once sat and watched a job recruiter walk past me … Continue reading
I often get amused when I get such positive feedback and wonder whether honesty accompanies the words given to me. I think I am a horrible writer on most days, but like every writing blogger I still write. Because I love it. I dream about writing and hope for the prefect sentence. It is the … Continue reading
Shatter me with your lust. Listen for the echoes of bewilderment that sound from this empty vessel. Do you hear a beat or instead the slurping sound from the straw of life. The finicky thief steals my last desire, but still the safe is left behind. What good is a door that guards a wish… … Continue reading