Brad Blackman

I’ve recently (as in the past few days) come to the realization that there’s something I’ve never learned how to do: separate myself from what other people say and do. In some ways, it’s good that I immerse myself in a situation to the point that I feel inextricably tied to it, but more often than not, it means I am unable to be objective about other people’s moods. In other words, I tend to take everything personally and face life with a chip on my shoulder. Read the rest of this entry »

Photo Booth didn’t actually capture this, but it was frozen on the screen as the app was in the background. I just thought it was funny.

So I geeked out and made a Google Map that shows where I am when songs begin on my Morning Mix. Keep in mind that it’s an approximation of where I am when different songs start playing. The music starts playing at just the right spot. For example, The Rover starts about the time I get on the freeway from Charlotte Pike, and Cochise starts as I’m about a mile from the office, getting me all pumped up as I exit Interstate 65 South.

View Morning Road Mix in a larger map

After a week of clean-shaven-ness and then scruffiness and then a traditional moustache-and-goatee look, I’m back to my classic Brad Blackman just-the-goatee style. This should be the last “here’s a picture of my facial hair” post for a long time. I’m sure you’re thinking “It’s about time!” Yeah, you and my wife, both. She’s glad it’s back to the old way. I think my daughter is, too. I think the smoothness and then extra scruff confused her. (She likes to feel my chin when I’m rocking her to sleep.)