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I am at the point in my life where it’s become absolutely necessary to poop or get off the pot. I need to do things. Make changes. Set goals. Accomplish them. I’m 25 now and not getting any younger. I … Continue reading
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I am at the point in my life where it’s become absolutely necessary to poop or get off the pot. I need to do things. Make changes. Set goals. Accomplish them. I’m 25 now and not getting any younger. I … Continue reading
In Canada there is this thing called Squares. It’s a dessert. It’s very common. It’s nothing I’d ever heard of before until I moved here. Don’t believe me? Look what happens if you google “squares:” Exactly what you’d expect to … Continue reading
An hour ago I got home from my ward Christmas social. There were horse-drawn hayrides. There were Christmas movies. There was the Grinch and Rudolph. There were donuts and hot chocolate. There were Santas. Presents. Oranges. Chocolate coins. Sticky-fingered children. … Continue reading
A few days ago I was driving in to work at the crack of dadgum dawn, when it hit me: THIS IS MY LIFE NOW. It was surreal, and depressing, to face the day like that, just exactly as I’d … Continue reading
To read earlier installments of Charles P. Wiggins the third, click here. Once upon a time there was Charles. He was a simple man. Kind. Humble. A real stand-up fellow. He lived a normal life, basically drama free and productive … Continue reading
Remember this? He’s back: Charles P. Wiggins the third has had lots going on in his little made up life, and I’m getting ready to tell you all about it. This time with digital illustrations. Hip hip! Stay tuned.
The first year I missed Thanksgiving with my huge crazy extended family was in 2005. I’d moved to Canada two months earlier to embark on the adventure of a lifetime. I’d just turned 19. I was in college. My little … Continue reading