I am not a strategic man. Planning causes me no end of frustration. I do not like the finer points of working things out and figuring out the best way to utilize my resources. It’s arduous, it’s frustrating, and it just too slow. On top of that, there are always deadlines.
Seriously, who came up with that concept… and that name? Could it be more ominous?
Why not just call it something a bit less sinister, like, oh, I don’t know… Murder spot. Continue reading In the Now →
My children… the two that are biologically claimable by me… hate that I have this innate ability to get the truth out of them. Oh, sure, they will tell you that I am not always right or that they have been able to lie to me, but just remember, that is from their perspective. From mine, it tends to be more the matter of whether or not I allow them to know that I know, or I feign ignorance to lull them into a false sense of security just to see how far they will go.
I have developed several tactics over the course of my parentage to them and I feel ok sharing this with you because they are both over 18 at this point and, well, they have gotten to the point where their need to lie to me is only outweighed by their realization that it is only detrimental to them in the long run, because, honestly, I’m going to find out anyway. Continue reading Truth Tactics →