Blog of Josh Hall

I love to look at her.  She has no idea I love her.  She’s just thinking about that blue duplo brick in her hand.  That’s my daughter playing over there.  She’s very curious.  I’m entertained at her furrowed brow.  Then, she locks eyes with me and smiles. What a bug.

I had a dream where Kallie and I were in New York City eating with the owner of some restaurant with a camera crew.  Somehow, we had won the opportunity to be on some reality travel show and meet this owner.  While we were eating, Kallie looked at me and said she was going to […]

i just learned that diaper changing is warfare.  I thought it was merely routine maintenance before.  I took off her diaper, cleaned her up, bent down to toss the dirty diaper, leaving her exposed to the elements, but I didn’t realize I was exposing myself to the line of fire.  BOOM.  orange solids and liquids […]

I’ve written before that I’m convinced [at least my] deja vu’s are my past dreams coming true.  Part of my dream blogging is an effort to prove that.  The hard thing is to separate the dreams from things that can possibly happen from the impossible, and then remember the non-remarkable dreams after waking, and the […]