I just realized that I’m Darth Vader. Well, I will be at some point. So now I know my fate. I’ll get into a lightsaber fight with my best friend on a planet of molten lava because the Dark Lord told me to wipe out all of the Muggles. No, wait…That’s not right. Muggles?… Continue reading The Force is With You, Young Skywalker, But You Are Not a Jedi Yet
Author: Morton Design Works
Artist, author, poet
Adventurer and dreamer
Husband and father
For Me, This Glass is Already Broken
I've been re-reading Phil Jackson's book "Sacred Hoops" and came across this passage that I wanted to share. In it, Phil is talking about an encounter by a group of Americans with a Buddhist monk named Achaan Chaa... "You see this goblet?" Chaa asked, holding up a glass. "For me, this glass is already broken. … Continue reading For Me, This Glass is Already Broken
I Solemnly Swear That I Am Up To No Good
A friend of mine had a baby not too long ago. She has another child that is a little older. Boys. Adorable at this age…for the most part. I mean, every child is a head spinner every now and then, right? I’ve never seen it with her kids, but I’m sure she could tell us… Continue reading I Solemnly Swear That I Am Up To No Good
The World is but a Canvas to the Imagination
You’ve been here a while, right? Long enough to see my readership blossom from three casual readers to four indifferent readers? I’m sorry, what number where you? No worries, it’s not important. What’s important is that you’re here. I mean that. Your participation here makes all the difference to me. It’s not that I don’t… Continue reading The World is but a Canvas to the Imagination
Parents Aren’t Interested in Justice, They’re Interested in Peace and Quiet
I can describe being a parent in one, simple little word. Fear. First, let me tell you that my situation is more than common, and very unique, all at the same time. I became a parent at a very young age when I began seeing a woman with twin girls who had just turned two… Continue reading Parents Aren’t Interested in Justice, They’re Interested in Peace and Quiet
A Father is One Who Carries Pictures Where His Money Once Was
I’m going to be totally honest with you. Crow has a funky taste to it. And yet, I’ve eaten it a time or two. My largest helping came at some point after I was a married man with children. I guess the Gods were easy on me, as I was blessed with girls. If I’d… Continue reading A Father is One Who Carries Pictures Where His Money Once Was
Help Support the Arts
The past few weeks I’ve sent out letters seeking Sponsorship for my work. In the coming weeks more letters will be sent. I’d like to spend a minute, if I may, explaining my recent project, my goal of Sponsorship, the purpose of the letters and maybe even get your help. The Project I have recently… Continue reading Help Support the Arts
The Seriousness of a Child at Play
I admit that maybe it wasn’t the most ecologically friendly thing, lining my pockets with Ziploc bags almost every night. My mom probably went through a box a week. Ok, maybe even that is an exaggeration, but it was a long time ago. I have trouble remembering… Anyway, I did it for a good… Continue reading The Seriousness of a Child at Play
Feline Liberation, Extermination Army Strategy (F.L.E.A.S.)
I read this post by a guy who rants about his cat’s incessant meowing. He paints quite a picture and then I realize, this could be my wife's cat. I'd claim the little guy as my own, but he nearly outweighs me. The signs are pointing to a cat conspiracy. For us it begins at… Continue reading Feline Liberation, Extermination Army Strategy (F.L.E.A.S.)
The Crack of the Bat
I don’t know what I like more, the smell of the grass or the smell of the hot dogs. Even a frosty beer has that aroma to it, though I’ve become quite a beer snob as of late and ballparks don’t serve good beer. Or as I like to call it…beer. Ooohhh, I like the… Continue reading The Crack of the Bat
Greg Morton 