Robert Johnson

Chop Wood, Carry Water

Today is MLK day. It just so happens to fall in line with the inauguration of our next president. Honestly, my heart is in turmoil by what I see in today's

A Love Letter to My Wife

In the early 2000's I began working at a bank as a security consultant. I was placed as their onsite IT person and routinely had to take care of printers, user

Remembering My Father

It's currently 53℉ and lovely in my suburb of Orlando, and boy, does that first sip of coffee really hit home. Sitting and feeling the coolness of the air against my

First Thoughts on the Traveler.

There is a lot to be impressed with at first glance. There is a kind of aesthetic that it has—a sort of tuxedo writing device. Primarily black and white with spots of