robert rosenbalm

about this blog

More than anything, I love to people watch. Do you remember the closing credits in Love Actually?  All of those hugs and tears, they were real. They were shot with hidden cameras at London’s Heathrow Airport. There’s nothing better than quietly observing people and writing amazing backstories about them in your head. It’s even better with a great cup of coffee.

So this rebooted blog seems like a good place to jot down my thoughts and ideas in a space that, unlike Facebook,  is just mine. You’re welcome to follow along, comment and share this journey with me. It’s always a wonderful feeling to have an obscure thought or idea and then have another random person online share that same experience or mindset.  I’m going to cover things that are on my mind and will do so in ways that make sense to me. You may find a spark of genius in them or not agree at all. There will be times when I don’t agree with me and times when I change my mind. I hope so, in fact, because I believe it’s a sign of growth.

There are two quotes that speak a great deal to me and are central to the person I strive to be.  I’m going to put them both here:

“It is the mark of an educated mind to be able to entertain a thought without accepting it.” – Aristotle

“Eventually everything connects – people, ideas, objects. The quality of the connections is the key to quality per se.” -Charles Eames

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about me

I’ve lived my entire life in the southern United States consuming unhealthy amounts of sweet tea, grits and peanut butter. I admit to having an obsessive fondness for all things related to sci-fi, the Marvel Cinematic Universe, typography, animation, British television and Disney theme parks. My only two Pinterest boards are one of places I want to visit but will never have enough money or vacation days to do so and one with cocktail recipes I’ll never make. On Instagram I follow mostly sighthounds, cosplayers and tattoo artists. Occasionally I have time to write,  but it’s never as good as the stuff my cousin Laurel writes. I’m passable as a whipping boy copy editor (and work for cheap gin) but I find I continue to waffle about the use of the Oxford comma and I’ve been reminded repeatedly (by a nameless someone) that I suck at playing pool.  Amidst all of this,  I’ve managed to meet some fascinating and pretty amazing people along the way. A very few of them I choose to count as family. I’ve worked in higher education for over 20 years and live in the suburbs of Dallas, Texas, with my two perfect children, Maddie and Zach, and two very spoiled Italian Greyhounds.

I’m still trying to figure everything out.


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