On March 6, 2017 I emphatically declared “I Quit” blogging. Like most of my proclamations, it didn’t last. I didn’t jump back in immediately or whole-heartedly, but much like many failed attempts to wean myself off chocolate, I eventually relented, willpower being my least potent personal attribute. Now, nearly two years hence, I’m basking in […]
The year in which I quit blogging may seems an odd one to scribe a year in review post but something particularly strange occurred in 2017 and I felt obliged to cement it into the history books. Now, to say something strange happened in 2017 is hardly an earth-shattering revelation. The past year saw an […]
A Crock of Schmidt is 3. The dreaded Terrible Twos are officially history, though any seasoned parent will assure you that the Threes are worse. My predominant impression of this anniversary, admittedly one that holds true for most milestones in my life these days, is an overwhelming sense of bewilderment that it is even possible. […]
There are two questions I’m inevitably asked once someone learns that I have a blog. Once they’ve fully controlled the urge to smirk and/or giggle and have reigned in the bug eyes of disbelief, that is. What do you write about and do you make money from it?
It’s no secret anymore that the internet is riddled with nastiness. Trolls haunt comment boards and social media platforms are sinking under the weight of unpleasant people who hurl invective like a university student during frosh week after chugging a tray of tequila shots. It’s all such a disturbing mess. Yet, with no lost irony, […]
In what seems to have been the passing of a mere handful of months, I am actually commemorating the official on year anniversary of my very first blog post. Invoke your most treasured passage of time cliché and marvel at the fact that A Crock of Schmidt is indeed one year old. Already!
Midlife crises happen to us all. For some they’re as brief and singular as a Dr. Pepper belch while for others they have the endurance of a porn star after ingesting a cupcake covered in Viagra sprinkles and as varied as the breeds at the Westminster dog show. As you might have surmised, or sadly […]
What is the point of Twitter? Twitter is a peculiar beast. I’m really not sure what to make of it. On one hand it seems ridiculously stupid communicating in 140 character snippets as if that is the extent of our thought forming abilities these days. On the other hand I’m not yet convinced it’s a […]
Holy bejeebers this is terrifying. I began this blog journey almost two months ago (that after years of contemplation) and I’ve still not produced a single, genuine blog post. Hardly the makings of a successful blog, but then again I never thought I’d feel so overwhelmed exposing myself thusly on the world wide interwebby.
….brace yourselves. Your lives are about to remain mostly the same.