J.J. Goodman: Writings, Musings and More

*tap tap tap* Is this thing on? *silence*   I SAID IS THIS THING ON???   (OMG Yes! Stop shouting! Give us a second to answer, jeez! Wait… oh no.) Oh yes, my dear parenthetical heckler, oh yes, indeed. Sadly I’d gotten away from these pages except for random one-offs, but a close, dear friend, one who’s been writing some poetry of late, has inspired me to start writing again. At first I thought perhaps I’d reengage my poetic side. Then I remembered that writing posts like this was far more therapeutic, and far less expensive, than actual therapy. Plus, you people are generally also far less judgmental than an actual therapist… mostly because you’re all just as crazy as I am; I just say the quiet parts out loud. (HEY! I… okay, that’s fair.) Good. Now that we’ve established that, I’m going to take a page out of Steve Burns’ book when he returned to social media with a heartfelt message to his Blue’s Clues fans and say… Hi. How are you? Are you doing okay? No? ...

Okay, admittedly this post will be a major departure from anything I've written here previously. It is also the first piece I've written in two years as a demanding day job,  major health scare, and the craziness of having two children under the age of six have all taken greater priority than my musings here on these pages. Thankfully, my health issues have passed, but the day job and kids are a crazy as ever. I'm finding, though, that I do still need to find time to  write, as it is and remains my truest release for the pressure that fills my brain on a daily basis. So.... We're going to thy something new. I'm sure I've shared my love for the NFL's Buffalo Bills here from time to time. I've worn the Bills' red, white, and blue since I could hold a football: I was at the "Miracle Comeback" playoff game against Houston. I've endured 2-12 seasons, cried over four Super Bowls, and am now absolutely reveling in the team's resurgence wit...