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  • Writer's pictureJacob Skorka

{Absolutely} Another Life Blog

Updated: Jan 9, 2022

Here, have a beer and let's chat about why I think my life is so important that I need to write about it. Better yet, let't talk about why I think people are actually going to read about it.

Spoiler: it's not.

Thanks for coming! Finish up your beer and get out. Later, hoser! Just kidding. Well, I'm kidding about the finishing your beer and getting out part. I'm not kidding about my life not being worthy of other people reading about it.

If I want you to do anything while you're here I want you to drink a beer with me. Really. Virtually, of course, not because of COVID-19 but because you're reading words on a screen. My hope is to write in a way that you can hear me. I'm going to give you peak into my life and I want that to be as personal for you as it is for me. The reason this website/blog thing is called Here, Have A Beer is because some of the truest, most honest conversations I have ever had have happened with a beer in front of everyone contributing.

Everything I write here will be my truest, most honest thoughts.

Specifically, in this here "Life" category, I will be talking about things that effect me every day. It will be so wide a range of thoughts that there is no better word to describe it than simply ~life~. I am a person who thinks tremendously deep about most things that I think are worth thinking about. As most people are. The difference is that I think 98% of everything is worth thinking about. I have this thing, some of you may know and most of you have probably heard of it, called OCD. Obsessive. Compulsive. Disorder. What a treat it is, let me tell ya. It's real, it always has been, and it makes my brain do tricks. Tricks that nobody understands. Tricks that I can't find words to describe. Tricks that make me not want to get out of bed for days. Tricks that make me the most productive person you'll ever meet for x hours consecutively. Tricks that I have had a lifetime to figure out, but haven't, so I let it do what it does. It's a wild ride for most people in my life and I didn't think it was fair for just some people to get to strap in. Now I'm welcoming you!

It'll look a little something like this:

Sometimes I might write about how I'm struggling.

Sometimes I might write about how I'm thriving.

I will for sure write about how awesome marriage is.

I will for sure write about how hard marriage is.

Sometimes I might write about how I'm going to conquer the world.

Sometimes I might write about how the world is conquering me.

I will for sure write about my mental illness.

I will for sure write about what my depression looks like.

Sometimes I might write you a poem.

Sometimes I might write you a story.

I will for sure write about tweets I see.

I will for sure write about conversations I eavesdrop on at a brewery.

Sometimes I might write about family.

Sometimes I might write about THE United States of America.

I will for sure write about what I think about in the shower.

I will for sure write about what I think about on the toilet.

Sometimes I might write about a conversation I had that day.

Sometimes I might write about a conversation I avoided that day.

I will for sure write about things that I have no real clue what I'm talking about.

I will for sure write about ways to practically attack life when you wake up.

-- WHOA . . . BREATH --

If you haven't figured it out by now I am going to write about anything and everything that I think is worthy of thinking about. If you remember from earlier, that is a lot of things. Let's put it this way: I am a 27-year-old, Christian, white, American, married, heterosexual man with SO MANY useless facts in my head, hobbies that cost way too much money, and shockingly unpopular opinions. You're going to get all of that here. I'm dramatic. I exaggerate. But even when I exaggerate or dramatize anything it stems from an honest thought. (That willll be a fun game for you to play: Is He Being Serious?) I'm going to write about politics in the most bi-partisan way I know how - that means I will make fun of Republicans and Democrats equally. I'm going to write posts that are funny, and I'm going to write posts that are the opposite. You'll get statistics on topics you didn't know existed and you'll get facts on topics that will make your stomach turn. This is a place that I am going to come to face the shit in my head.

Good or bad.

A lot of times ugly.

Most times scattered and incoherent.

But, all of the time, me.

Needless to say I think you're going to need that beer.

The point is to have a conversation. I want you to feel like we're talking and if you do actually have a thought I want you to say it. Comment it, email it, don't be a dick about it but say it. It's going to be awesome.


Hoser: (noun) (informal; Canadian) a foolish or uncultivated person.

*Before they had zambonis in Canada, teams who lost a hockey game would have to stay after and hose down the ice. It was not uncommon for the winning team to yell, "see ya later, hosers!" as they left the arena to pour some extra salt on all the wounds.*

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